Scavenger

Last time that i saw you, you were on the killing floor
Last time that i saw you, all the tears had turned to clay

Still i haven't panicked, come and pull the stitches tight
No room for the panic, come and pull the stitches tight

There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes
There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes

Well it moves like winter, it moves with brute force
Well it moves like winter, leaves an empire in its course

Heard the breakman holler: "cannot slow it down"
Heard the breakman holler: "cannot slow it down"

There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes
There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes

Help me poor melissa, hide the hope behind your door
Help me poor melissa, put the hope into your trust

Is the whole world big enough, for the bitter and the sweet ?
Is the whole world big enough, for the wicked and the few ?

There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes
There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes

Makes you beg, steal and borrow
So i hope it never comes
There is late train to mercy
But i hope it never comes

Out past the trees there is nothing to burn
Just an empty gas station, left to me in a will
Just a plate of bad habits and plenty of salt for the wounds
Just a plate of bone china and plenty of salt for the wounds
At night there are voices
By the old station house
They come from an angel with a kerosene tongue
She say's: "there is trouble, a trouble that no one can name"
She say's: "help is too late when the memory doesn't remain"

Blown down the wind
Let the trouble begin
Get blown away
Never look back again

Down on the troubled wind
Down on the troubled wind

You can come on the nightbus and spend a few days
You can set some explosions and fall asleep in this bed
But i know that you won't stay with hundreds of miles to go
Trouble has no friends when trouble needs some place to go

Blown down the wind
Let the trouble begin

Highwater is everywhere, highwater is telling me to go
There's poison in the course it runs, there's ashes from the factory on the hill

Watch it all fall down
From the mountain to the ground
Watch it all say no
River blood
Oh, river blood
I've always found that river

Test my grip and then i'm sure you will believe that i cannot let go
I live on fruit i have preserved in mason jars beneath the basement floor

Watch it all fall down
From the mountain to the ground
Watch it all say no
River blood
Oh, river blood
I've always found that river

These walls are covered in black bullet holes and each one has a christian name
One's my father, one's my son, i stick my fingers in to prove they're real

Watch it all fall down
From the mountain to the ground
Watch it all say no
River blood
Oh, river blood
I've always found that river

Into the heart of this old sunken ship
A white knuckle journey you won't soon forget

Out where the deepwater goes

Into the veins of this old lizard skin
To tierra del fuego and then back again

That's where the deepwater goes
That's where the deepwater goes

Soon you will fathom how deep it goes down
And the bottom's a good place to start
Our bottle is empty
The searchlight is off
Oh, the bottom's a good place to start

Out of the tumbler and into the flame
Out from the shadows where no one gets blamed

That's where the deepwater goes
That's where the deepwater goes

It's all muddy ground there with no place to build
But the deepwater never complains
Our slow boat to china will get slower still
But the deepwater never complains
That's where the deepwater goes
And it goes

Spent another season in the valley of the bones
But higher grounds was callin, callin me back home
109 answers to 110 proofs
Back up to my bed o' nails and my leakin roof

Hold me sober and hold me still
Hold my past up against my will
Nothing's wrong when your head is gone
Nothing is a stranger to me now

All that good behavior i knew it wouldn't last
At the funeral of fossils, i buried up the past
But just like i predicted the past came jumpnig up
Jumped up like a devil who had finally seen enough

Hold me sober and hold me still
Hold my past up against my will
Nothing's wrong when your head is gone
Nothing is a stranger to me now

Saw a lighthouse in the wheatfield where i drove off the road
But, when i got there, there was nothing but darkness in a hole
And down inside i saw my favorite place
Furniture all busted and the arson on her face

Nothing is a stranger to me
Nothing is a stranger to me
Nothing is a stranger to me now