We stood outside his garden gate and cried.
We stood outside his garden gate and cried.
He was firm but kind,
but he wouldn't change his mind.
We threw ourselves from the stony mountaintop.
We threw ourselves from the stony mountaintop.
We got covered in blood,
but it wasn't enough.
We stood in the river for forty days and forty nights.
We stood in the river for forty days and forty nights.
It was cold as ice,
but it would not suffice.
On the day you died, we wept and prayed
and tore our skin and burnt up whatever we could find.
On the day you died, we wept and prayed
and tore our skin and burnt up whatever we could find.
He was firm but kind,
but he wouldn't change his mind.
No, he wouldn't change his mind.
credits
from Apocryphal Blues,
released March 11, 2018
HPL - acoustic guitar, vocals, bass, electric guitar, harmonica.