by The Low Anthem on album Charles Darwin
Set the sails I feel the winds a'stirring Toward the bright horizon set the way Cast your wreckless dreams upon our Mayflower Haven from the world and her decay And who could heed the words of Charli
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
The horizon is a beltway that we may never cross The tops of buildings tremble like children lorn and lost The stain runs deep it's deeper than the blood upon the cross. The horizon is a beltway that
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
When I go, when I go Sure don't know, where I'm going I look up high, I look down low Sure don't know where I'm going when I go Do you job and I'll do mine I'll do my best to hold the line Do my best
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
If yor pilot light should die Do not quake and do not bark You will find the spark If your tree should bare no fruit Do not turn and do not spill You are beautiful If your clarinet should break Do not
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
To them ghosts that write history books To them ghosts that write songs Everyone asks would you write one about me To them ghosts in the train yard All them ghosts in my drink Your money's no go
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
Throw up your voice but not you mind While them agents of change go monopolize Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same All lost in the game And we don't need no personal saviors here
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
Throw up your voice but not you mind While them agents of change go monopolize Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same All lost in the game And we don't need no personal saviors here
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo I left Louisiana on the rail line, oo oo I was trying to get to Ohio Trying to get to Ohio Lost my love before her time, oo oo Lost my love before her time, o
by The Low Anthem on album Oh My God Charlie Darwin
Throw up your voice but not you mind While them agents of change go monopolize Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same All lost in the game And we don't need no personal saviors here
by The Low Anthem on album Smart Flesh (Deluxe Version)
please don't you rush me i'm over the moon I aint yet fit to come down a rose is a rose a balloon a balloon you've got to go right now go get a job don't work for your father he aint no salt of the
by The Low Anthem on album What the Crow Brings
(A.P. Carter) There's a dark and a troubled side of life; There's a bright and a sunny side, too; Tho' we meet with the darkness and strife, The sunny side we also may view. [chorus] Keep on the sun
by The Low Anthem on album What the Crow Brings
A dying dog can smell the rain A weary horse can hide the pain When the riverbeds dry just hold your tongue Folks dig the lies they hang upon Here in Nashville Our best laid plans our patient dreams
by The Low Anthem on album What the Crow Brings
Down down down down The wicked candle burns to the ground Down down down down The wicked candle burns The body is stone but the soul is made of cloud And it has no home but to cry out loud We run and
by The Low Anthem on album What the Crow Brings
The color of your bones it was yellowed by the sun Ain't no reason why the drummer keeps on drumming on his drum On his drum, we are only for awhile And the truth is like an onion you can skin it lay
by The Low Anthem on album What the Crow Brings
Tell me who was it told you 'bout the broken bones The broken bones in the sky 'Cause I've been all over the whole goddamn world And over the world am I Now the moon it ain't nothing but an old rotte
by The Low Anthem on album 2009-06-18: Daytrotter Studio, Rock Island, IL, USA
God cage the songbird Before the feathers run brown God bar the windows That we may though hollow be sound And this island shall be shackled to her waters Here we vow never to change Here we will sta
by The Low Anthem on album 2009-06-18: Daytrotter Studio, Rock Island, IL, USA
To them ghosts that write history books To them ghosts that write songs Everyone asks would you write one about me To them ghosts in the train yard All them ghosts in my drink Your money's no good he