Our ghosts sit in the silos
Forced out and forgotten
We hide where the dust grows
Grey on the horizon
I fell into a black hole
I'll stay for a season
Don't sell me your rainbows
All is dissolution
Strays drift down the dirt road
And scream into the red glare
I never could let go
I always have been there
Tall shade cover still grows
Up in the brooked highlands
Ancient as the wind blows
No one will disturb them
Washed down from the summit
The ingrates and the swaddled
Bring ruin to all sons
Of high times forgotten
I fell into a black hole
I'll stay for a season
Don't sell me your rainbows
All is dissolution
credits
from This Old Earthquake,
released June 1, 2011
Music by The Fear and Trembling
Words by Adam Bains
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