I'd thought of greener grasses
When I'd stared from yonder side
In age old fashion
With that waning moon arise
With that waning moon arise
A torch in my left hand
That came from a heart
I thought I'd long since buried
The farmer's daughter's lover
Shall be the name I ever carry
Some wounds we die from
And some, we just e'er bleed
And I'd be run through ten times over
To ease my heart asleep
To ease my heart asleep
And I'll take the the tulip of your cheek
And the baby's breath on your crown
To keep in my memory on November nights
When he's run me right outa town
When he's run me right outa town
I ran from the rifle, the thunderin midnight
And blessed you across Chiron's Ferry
The farmer's daughter's lover
Shall be the name I ever carry
Hope Hope Hope
For two score o'night I prayed to the same lord
Who never would favor we two
But no damnation fell on me so hard and bitter
As the lonesome and cold prairie dew
As the lonesome and cold prairie dew
An ambitious pop song cycle about human loneliness and fear, thick with harmonies and buoyed by tight musicianship. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 27, 2018