Wild Sweet Orange - An Atlas To Follow lyrics

Go back, baby, the way you came I made a trail to mark the way Drops of wine and crumbs of flesh Hurry back, child, before you're dead I can't pretend now that you're alive I know I'm dancing with the dead tonight Heaving bodies in the front yard lights They're easing off the glory of the truth denied This little light of mine Shine bright and blind the reaper's eyes Hear you stomping on the tops of pines We rest as d**h lays on his knife The moon ain't pulling at the waves tonight It's dragging me around just like it drug the tide Oh, these great hands that pull my life They drug me outside of y'all's house last night Where I said "Pack it up boys. Gather all your stuff In this old money town, it's easy to get stuck." I left the flashlights by the road And an atlas to follow