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Brian Payne

by Brian Payne

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1.
The San Isabels can't speak much louder than they do I'm on the highway of legends, on the ground my mother grew searching for that mountain or tree line, some place where I can lay my head where the snow covers them hills, and the mountains paint the morning red I'm going homeward, to that rocky mountain line I'm going westward, to that land of my kind Aint about to show you, that's for you to find somewhere in the Sangre De Cristos, where them good folk shine There's a calm on the horizon, a melody within the trees that place where morning gathers, a harmony along the breeze theres a history in the silence, in a place you never knowd on that highway of legends, in the blood that paved this road I'm going homeward, to that rocky mountain line I'm going westward, to that land of my kind Aint about to show you, that's for you to find somewhere in the Sangre De Cristos, where them good folk shine
2.
Coffin Song 02:53
We wait for fear to bring us to our never standing knees we'll sit we'll sleep we'll steal and keep, we'll do what we damn please we'll be blind we'll pay no mind to compassion or concern we'll take our pay and be on our way because this is what we've earned I've been rolling nails in the sides of these coffins I've been joining the wood at the seams I've been counting the dead and those soon to head Lord only knows what we'll see I'll drink of whats to come and I'll drink to what just came I'll drink myself to hell and back if they just do the same patience it'll kill you boy or make you truly live but I don't believe in indignation it's nothing to forgive I've been rolling nails in the sides of these coffins I've been joining the wood at the seams I've been tracing the lines and bending the ties Lord only knows what we'll see But I do believe in the morning I do believe it might I do believe in fair warning because I know something aint right I've been rolling nails in the sides of these coffins I've been joining the wood at the seams I saw the noose fell, heard the church bell Lord only knows what we'll see
3.
Caught a ride to the city, no place to stay jumped a Burlington Northern Santa Fe aint the best way to travel, but it's a cheaper way and now I'm livin' Took twenty-six years to become the past met a family in a valley, just below the pass where I spent a few seasons working, hoping youth would last and now I'm livin' You're always on my mind I'm just tired of waisting what I've been given It hurt to say goodbye but I guess that's the pain of livin' Got a job just south of the county line just waiting on that call, or some kind of sign or someone to tell me I'm not waisting my time but that I'm livin' Now that she's gone I've replaced her with whiskey she told me all she ever wanted was to be a gypsy didn't believe in one true lover, not even me and now I'm livin' You're always on my mind I'm just tired of waisting what I've been given It hurt to say goodbye but I guess that's the pain of livin' You're always on my mind these lonely mornings are getting old lying awake in the covers, with no one to hold but there's no going back, or so I am told because I'm living You're always on my mind I'm just tired of waisting what I've been given It hurt to say goodbye but I guess that's the pain of livin'
4.
How did my world become a part of this How can ones words come alive In a town with lines of black and white how will the both of us survive If we are raised to hold a closed fist we'll only grow into the line how did race become a part of this how can man be so unkind I hear the songs of a thousand angels they sing of peace at morning light I caught the tears of a broken promise that said everything will be alright we are bathing in our arrogance we are swimming in our pride we are diluting the blood of brotherhood how will the both of us survive I hear the songs of a thousand angels they sing of peace at morning light I caught the tears of a broken promise that said everything will be alright that said everything will be just fine How will the both of us survive

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released February 10, 2014

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