Tracy Grammer - Shadows of Evangeline lyrics

It is rain, it is age, it is poison Supplication to family honor Little children with keys to the temple Red lights and silver dimes It's waiting for a sun that punishes but seldom shines Living and dying in the shadow of Evangeline She is young, like her mother before her Put-up tired at the end of her labors True-believing and ever-desiring Quiz shows and checkout lines In porchlight halo ringed about by moss and hanging vines She casts the never changing shadow of evangeline In the bang and the crash of the factory In a hot, cutting season of metal On the floor of an ocean of contracts Skin drums and shrunken heads Strange dancers long undone go stamping in between the lines Old gods, incarnate in the shadow of Evangeline