Alec Betterley - Railroad Brotherhood lyrics

Terre Haute, Indiana National Road and the Dixie Bee Highway Your elegy sin city, try to pray Or be weak and coaxed away But not me, 'cause brothers I'll win it someday Whisper to sleep while in my mind what Burst and burned like flames upon the hill The five and dime moonside at your table Bathe in your morning water fossil galaxy fables Binoculars he hide, my hands flirt with the ties Before you rise they have a place for you to lie Front porch breath be held inside and silence Dreaming the mermaid orange sun They call it an act of god when the morning comes And another man is done Like a devilfish pulls us down to the bottomless depths Through the windowpanes, the planks and bricks and beds Boyhood sidekicks waited watched beneath a Locomotive prairie-bound Thirteen lost peace washed in piles Hushed in a strangled city found Your reaching light low bridges where the children land The hands all clasped and slow the rocks and waves disband Sundown dead and weary blinds all closed And I leave everything to you I cradled dark the skies sweet tricks of wise And slowly crept to rise In tarnished vessels sail the weak ones from the shade Abandoned wings to sprawling brotherhood parade Young girl speaks to brother through the walls And holds her breath and shielded face Then takes the veil off, lying gently as they all evaporate A dreamless shift into a place that they run from A soothing serenade of what she has become Gaze upon sleepy city Wondering, old friend, what's goin' down? Timothy's last seconds, ice cream Lethal injection, quiet sounds Families closed their eyes and watched it go away Beyond the blue I took the tears down from the gray In the Motel 6 Jesus America Serial k**ers in ethereal cellars pray Stars alive cutting the dustbowl west Crystal babies born every day Lay down low and grasp the wishes to the grave Keep feet planted, look, and listen, son, behave or If I walked you from the flames Well you know that you could just be coaxed back in In castles cradled form with your own hands What's waking wild beneath the skin The railroad brotherhood, the where it all began From Indiana, to the world, across the land