Lyrics Curs in the Weeds - Horse Feathers

Curs in the Weeds - Horse Feathers
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Date of issue: 30.04.2009
Song language: English

Curs in the Weeds

Lover of things,\nwon’t you agree\nhow the winter could bring\nthe darkest spring?\nWith hell on your face,\ndirt on the walls\nin the back of the place,\nyou grew and complained.\nFather of three,\nwon’t you believe,\nthat the ones in between,\nthe ones that are blamed.\nOf fickle faith,\ncynics that seethe,\nhow their children are cursed,\ncursed to believe.\nIt’s like marrow without bone.\nTo live in a house with no home.\nWhere the son is the darkest seed.\nHe crawls with the curs in the weeds.\nWhere had you been son?\nNot in the street, not in the yard.\nOnly once, I’ll call off the dogs, if you call off your guard.\nWhere had you gone?\nWhere had you been?

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Artist lyrics: Horse Feathers