C#9 G#m B E
as a boy i was left out to my own direction
out in the woods or flying thru the streets
North Carolina, Tennessee and Michigan
left me hot and cold, stranded again
raised under the cross of the lord, as a judge of a moral sword
just wanting to find the darkness and light
i didn’t want to care bout you, i didn’t even want a fight
i don’t wanna fight
G#m B C#m (E)
cry for me if you think i lost
or have gathered all the blizzard’s frost
reaped the visions of these holy men
it wasn’t stole, it wasn’t spent
it wasn’t stole, it wasn’t spent
the boy left the house hiked on up that hill
snowing or cooking graced the clumsy still //
moments of clear sight come in waves
the reason i drifted into ripples of days //
was that the hand to lead me was always
just a weak impression of a real man //
wasn’t that my parents they left me to find my own
maybe just some excuse that i had grown
left the home to find what i could destroy
left my failing to go out and find some more
been succeeding at that for ages and a day
guess my instincts had to come way to easy
riches are never my prize in the raffle
never a chance to reduce any hassle
nightmares of a plane of being speaks up
but my battles continue to heave and suck
Eastern Stars is a masterpiece - Sorry Cobb : | - "If my love just ain't quite enough" - "I won't say nothin' about all all your run-in' around and all your cocaine lies" - GENIUS!!! kennmac
This band is incredible. My husband and I listen to this album all the time. To quote Kristoffersson, I feel like they’ve been reading my mail. These are great songs that are not country or western but post punk swagger about the struggle. vinkyul07
Nobody’s Peach, from Seattle, serve up nine gorgeous songs informed by bluegrass and Americana, gentle as a fall breeze. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2020