All lyrics copyright Colby Crehan
abigail
you follow me down the path of betrayal, abigail
calling out, “be wise my child,” to no avail, abigail
you are the one who cannot afford to fail, abigail
but everything i touch just falls apart, hollow and frail, abigail
and every act i take beyond the pale, abigail
but in your world i’m just a small detail, abigail
and every time i swamp the boat, you’re there to bail, abigail
‘cause you’re the one who cannot afford to fail, abigail
hide your shield
in the tall grass of the field, leave your armor, hide your shield
in the deep snow the earth is under, hide your shield, leave your armor
coming here, looking spent, left alone in the trench
thought the sacrifice would be good, but in the shadows, mercy stood
in the tall grass of the field, leave your armor, hide your shield
in the deep snow the earth is under, hide your shield, leave your armor
ice breaker, coming in, load the boat and cross again
i will meet you by the ferry, leave behind what you carry
in the tall grass of the field, leave your armor, hide your shield
in the deep snow the earth is under, hide your shield, leave your armor
piece of silver
light the furnace, there is metal in the stone
down from the ages, there is metal in the stone
break the string, bend the wheel, feed the bite at your heels and
i will have a piece of silver
pulled from the fire, shining like a river
light the furnace, ‘cause we pulled it from under the ground
from deep inside the caves, we pulled it from under the ground
break the string, bend the wheel, feed the bite at your heels and
i will have a piece of silver
pulled from the fire, shining like a river
‘till there’s nothing left to burn
light the furnace, and stay up all night long
light the furnace, and stay up all night long
and stay up all night and
i will have a piece of silver
pulled from the fire, shining like a river
cover the water
gotta run the boat all night
don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice cover the water
sun goes down at 4 o’clock, don’t let the ice cover the water
never turn the engines off, don’t let the ice cover the water
gotta run the boat all night
don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice cover the water
if the ice closes in, don’t let the ice cover the water
you may never get out again, don’t let the ice cover the water
gotta run the boat all night
don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice, don’t let the ice cover the water
working landscape
the trees are growing in, can’t see the riverbend
there was a time when this was field
we just let it lie fallow for a while
somehow the place got away from us
the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest, where will we rest
the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest in this working landscape
in comes a patch of pine, and there a tangled vine
we have to take the long way around
my neighbor said that he would clear it out for me
he lives at the bottom of the road
the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest, where will we rest
the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest in this working landscape
far from the engine block, far from the sharpened blade
far from the turning wheels sinking in the clay
with all this time alone, things get overgrown
see how the edges are wearing down
and there’s a little deer that started coming here
out of thicket, if you’re quiet and still
but the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest, where will we rest
the day is long, the hour is late
where will we rest, where will we rest
far from the engine block, far from the sharpened blade
far from the turning wheels
running through the halls
put a lookout by the door, bare feet on the floor
and mercy is not of her that wills
through a window to the gate, we have arranged our escape
and mercy is not of her that runs
and you won’t find us, you won’t find us
you won’t find us in our room
‘cause we’re running through, running through the halls
slip away in the rain, or maybe on the last train
and mercy is not of her that wills
through the corridors and wings, back before the morning bells ring
and mercy is not of her that runs
and you won’t find us, you won’t find us
you won’t find us in our room
‘cause we’re running through, running through the halls
sometimes we are blind to what waits on the outside
when the soldiers come to take us as a pawn
they say mercy is not of her that wills
put a lookout by the door, bare feet on the floor
and mercy is not of her that runs
and you won’t find us, you won’t find us
you won’t find us in our room
‘cause we’re running through the halls
skinned our knees, skinned our knees, skinned our knees on the sill
mercy is not of her that wills
and this might be, this might be, this might be the final straw
‘cause we’re out of bed and running through the halls
sometimes we are blind to what waits on the outside
waters of the quarry
when the work is through, and the scar is still new
everything you gave, the heavens will replace
with the cool waters of the quarry
where the sun beats down, where the sun beats down
on the cool waters of the quarry
reflections of a promised land
precious gem, precious stone, were taken, now they’re gone
to sell and to trade, but the dust will lead the way
to the cool waters of the quarry
where the sun beats down, where the sun beats down
on the cool waters of the quarry
reflections of a promised land
this call to you is echoing through an empty place
opened and cleaned out, nothing to do now but wait
for the cool waters of the quarry
where the sun beats down, where the sun beats down
on the cool waters of the quarry
cold house
cold house, cold house
sitting on the outskirts, and the water from the tap hurts
when i wash my hands of all my plans
cold house, cold house
sitting in the sun, you’re not fooling anyone
the pipes nearly froze last night, is there a fire to light?
cold house
good bones, good bones, it’s a feeling
cold house, cold house
every single pane rattles in the frame
we have to start again, here up against the wind
cold house, cold house
with a ceiling and a floor, with four walls and a door
you haven’t convinced me you’re ready to be
my house
stay off the shoulder
looking down into the valley, see the headlights two by two
all night long the axles turning, tell me, tell me what to do
if you grade the road, if you stay off the shoulder
if you fill in the holes you can bear the pounding of the wheel
year after rolling year come the freeze and the thaw
year after rolling year, will we hear the call?
if you grade the road, if you stay off the shoulder
if you fill in the holes you can bear the pounding of the wheel
a proper farewell
some will leave in a hurry, some will leave without a trace
and we are left with so much to tell
and we are left with so much to tell
when we are left without a proper farewell
some will evade a simple question, some may leave behind a note
and we are left with so much to tell
and we are left with so much to tell
when we are left without a proper farewell
i will take all i can carry, what’s meant to be ain’t always easy
cut my hair and change my story, but i will plan on seeing you again
there will be no nights by the bedside, there will be no patient to attend
no one seems to believe you when you tell them
so you tell them again and again
because we are left with so much to tell
and we are left with so much to tell
when we are left without a proper farewell
and we are left with so much to tell
and we are left with so much to tell
when we are left without a proper farewell
i will take all i can carry, what’s meant to be ain’t always easy
cut my hair and change my story, but i will plan on seeing you again
climb, climb, climb
walk along a little further, walk along a little further
‘till you come, ‘till you come to the river
green leaf of the willow, green leaf of the willow
talking to you, talking to you when the wind blows
i am of a lowly mind, can’t touch this world divine
but with each step i’m gonna climb, climb, climb, climb
up along the desert highway, up along the desert highway
leaving behind, leaving behind the valley
hunger, thirst and thorn, hunger thirst and thorn
tearing at you, tearing at you no more
i am of a lowly mind, can’t touch this world divine
but with each step i’m gonna climb, climb, climb, climb
ease on up
you have something to forgive, but you don’t know what it is
you have tools to lay down, so ease on up now
feel the splinter in your hand, as it’s working its way in
from the grip of the plow, so ease on up now
all along the way, the wheel keeps turning
alone on your claim, you keep working
up comes a flint, up comes a bone, up comes a nail, up comes a stone
from the cool, dry ground, so ease on up now
will you keep digging in the dark, will you keep burying your heart
long after the sun has gone down, so ease on up now
all along the way, the wheel keeps turning
alone on your claim, you keep working