My mother, she died young
I’m the eldest of my brothers
You’re the trouble in my blood
Trouble in my blood
I swore that I’d stay humble
Like my father was before
He built the home I live in
Of sand and mud and smoke
Sand and mud and smoke
Yes, we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I’ll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss
So meet me by the river
On a boat-shaped piece of earth
We press our bones together
And the spider does its work
With flakes of garlic
And petals from a rose
If it’s small enough to carry
You and I can call it home
You and I can call it home
Yes, we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I’ll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss
My father was a carpenter My mother, she died young I’m the eldest of my brothers You’re the trouble in my blood Trouble in my blood I swore that I’d stay humble Like my father was before He built the home I live in Of sand and mud and smoke Sand and mud and smoke Yes, we will leave here without a trace Take a new name and an old shape I’ll be no outlaw, no renegade Just your faithful god of loss So meet me by the river On a boat-shaped piece of earth We press our bones together And the spider does its work With flakes of garlic And petals from a rose If it’s small enough to carry You and I can call it home You and I can call it home Yes, we will leave here without a trace Take a new name and an old shape I’ll be no outlaw, no renegade Just your faithful god of loss Explain Request ×
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