Beth Jeans Houghton & The Hooves Of Destiny - Humble Digs lyrics

He came over, like rolling thunder and his toes Were lightly dusting, the twisted mountains as they groaned And you can see him, though he always tends to hide From the helping hand that I provide A devil's horseman, a sweet delight beyond this town In which we've chosen, to lay our failing bodies down And without season, it seems our leaves are turning brown And I hope that he'll always be around Together darling, we'll keep some damn good company For without trying, you make a seasoned fool of me Your hands have folded, and twisted my dry-lock design But honest darling, I'll be fine Come forth and I will raise Four flags above this day Contain the night in arms Titans rising, and all once vitals now implodes Above your mantel, your equine ornaments erode Relieve this moment, say that gestures don't afford The lacquered tip of cupid's sword Thou shalt not daunt me, though the wounds may still remain You will not haunt me, or pa** my sorry heart again See me moving, hold your ground as I retreat Your memory beneath my feet Come forth and I will raise Four flags above this day Contain the night in arms