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DescriptionThere’s a crack in the altar \nPale light through the break \nLike crooked teeth \nAnd I couldn’t fault her \nKnowing what was at stake \nBut nothing of underneath \nAnd the hills move like lungs \nThe river speaks in tongues \nAnd I am not alone \n \nNaked Shenandoah \nShaking me down \nBanks lined with foam \nAnd I saw you trembling \nAll wrapped up in a towel \nAfraid to go home \nAnd the sky frozen-black \nCovered my wayward tracks \nAs I left to get stoned \n \nThe sap of recollection \nBleeds through the grain \nAnd hardens the soil \nFlights of temporal affection \nPoison the vein \nAnd loosen the coils \nAnd if I could find a use \nFor things I cannot help but do \nI might one day atone \n \nI’m coming down from your mountain \nGonna kick in my own door \nRegain my native sight \nShed these worries unfounded \nI’ll leave em’ there on the floor \nIn the blue television light \nAnd the wolves are closing in \nThe blood runs cold and thin \nAnd the moon shines bright as bone \n \nAnd the hills move like lungs \nThe river speaks in tongues \nAnd I am not alone
DescriptionThere’s a crack in the altar \nPale light through the break \nLike crooked teeth \nAnd I couldn’t fault her \nKnowing what was at stake \nBut nothing of underneath \nAnd the hills move like lungs \nThe river speaks in tongues \nAnd I am not alone \n \nNaked Shenandoah \nShaking me down \nBanks lined with foam \nAnd I saw you trembling \nAll wrapped up in a towel \nAfraid to go home \nAnd the sky frozen-black \nCovered my wayward tracks \nAs I left to get stoned \n \nThe sap of recollection \nBleeds through the grain \nAnd hardens the soil \nFlights of temporal affection \nPoison the vein \nAnd loosen the coils \nAnd if I could find a use \nFor things I cannot help but do \nI might one day atone \n \nI’m coming down from your mountain \nGonna kick in my own door \nRegain my native sight \nShed these worries unfounded \nI’ll leave em’ there on the floor \nIn the blue television light \nAnd the wolves are closing in \nThe blood runs cold and thin \nAnd the moon shines bright as bone \n \nAnd the hills move like lungs \nThe river speaks in tongues \nAnd I am not alone
