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DescriptionThere’s a crack in the altar Pale light through the break Like crooked teeth And I couldn’t fault her Knowing what was at stake But nothing of underneath And the hills move like lungs The river speaks in tongues And I am not alone
Naked Shenandoah Shaking me down Banks lined with foam And I saw you trembling All wrapped up in a towel Afraid to go home And the sky frozen-black Covered my wayward tracks As I left to get stoned
The sap of recollection Bleeds through the grain And hardens the soil Flights of temporal affection Poison the vein And loosen the coils And if I could find a use For things I cannot help but do I might one day atone
I’m coming down from your mountain Gonna kick in my own door Regain my native sight Shed these worries unfounded I’ll leave em’ there on the floor In the blue television light And the wolves are closing in The blood runs cold and thin And the moon shines bright as bone
And the hills move like lungs The river speaks in tongues And I am not alone
DescriptionThere’s a crack in the altar Pale light through the break Like crooked teeth And I couldn’t fault her Knowing what was at stake But nothing of underneath And the hills move like lungs The river speaks in tongues And I am not alone
Naked Shenandoah Shaking me down Banks lined with foam And I saw you trembling All wrapped up in a towel Afraid to go home And the sky frozen-black Covered my wayward tracks As I left to get stoned
The sap of recollection Bleeds through the grain And hardens the soil Flights of temporal affection Poison the vein And loosen the coils And if I could find a use For things I cannot help but do I might one day atone
I’m coming down from your mountain Gonna kick in my own door Regain my native sight Shed these worries unfounded I’ll leave em’ there on the floor In the blue television light And the wolves are closing in The blood runs cold and thin And the moon shines bright as bone
And the hills move like lungs The river speaks in tongues And I am not alone
