Amelia Curran - Devils lyrics

Load me up for my victory train I know it's gone but it might come again Everyday is like a brand new day Fickle as poison and hard as clay And you won't see me in the harbor lights The way you walk with your devils in the moonlight God made woman and God made man Jumped from the fire and into the pan But God's no rebel, he's a handyman Quartz and the coppers and law of the land And you won't hear me in the harmony The way you listen to your devils in the minor key Did you listen to your doctor Did you do what he said Got married to the hazard Or cut that thread Did you run from the jury On the ghostly host Ah, the sound and the fury Oh, I miss them the most I hear rumor and I see blind I'm sleeping in armor but I'm cheap like wine I'm an elegant trial underneath hard time I can't hold a candle gonna blow your mind And you won't catch me with nothing to say The way you talk to your devils and you pray, pray, pray