the legend the myth hair to my ribs appear in the river when times are grim if i got your clothes then you know what it is prove that i am and ill grant you the gift in the river im keening up in the wastes im floating away wailing and screaming you know what it means thats you or your family thats now on the way out say goodbye to the world close off your ties when u see me in the dirt every birth is a curse some choose to reverse some let it unearth
the trees resemble these crooked hands walking alone in no mans land
if you need it then you know i got the info take a right then its down to the next road heirlooms glisten like the snow make my neck froze current strong and the wind ima let it blow if you need it then you know i got the info take a right then its down to the next road Im the bean nighe showin in the white robe show you how to come back into lifes room
