Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Remnant, artist - Josh Ritter. Album song So Runs The World Away, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 03.05.2010
Record label: Josh Ritter
Song language: English
The Remnant |
I know who you are old man keep running |
I caught your trail as you left the pines |
Out into the fields where you couldn’t hide nowhere |
Just a thin stitch up against the rising line |
And up through the blue I knew the stars were tumbling |
Up through the blue I knew the star were tumbling |
I know who you are old man keep running |
I tracked you down by the look in the eyes |
Of a thousand gone faces pressed against their windows |
Horses hiding in the willows 'til the storm passed by |
And a fine gray dust seemed to settle on the future |
A fine gray dust seemed to settle in between |
Your hat and the dapple of my appaloosa |
The only living things that I could see |
And up through the blue I knew that stars were tumbling |
Up through the blue I knew the stars were tumbling |
I know who you are old man keep running |
I walked across the bottom of the lake below |
Your boat and did you know that when you landed I was watching |
As the sky turned dark as the eyes of a foal |
And I’ll know you by the shift of the wind in the cobwebs |
The sawdust swirls in the fins of the bullheads |
The craters that you made when you lay down dreaming |
Strange constellations that you gave new meaning |
By the teeth marks you made on bones from the ice age |
Then smell of the cinder burning slow in your rib cage |
Listen in the distance and you’ll hear my shadow |
Footsteps soft as the tread of an echo |
And up through the blue I knew the stars were tumbling |
Up through the blue I knew the stars were tumbling |
And the ground will open out into a mouth below us |
And the mouth will open out into the empty sky |
And the whistle as we hurtle through the halls of onyx |
The only sound around us as we go by |
And I’ll follow you out through the wells of charcoal |
Moonlit stones around the cones of a black hole |
Through the fields where grow the ever and forever |
The tessellated blooms with the voids at their centers |
Through the million rooms in a bead of luminescence |
The filaments on the looms of dimension |
The pillars of creation where they make the planets |
The billion tiny teeth that tear the charge from your atoms |
In a trillion tiny bites they’ll eat the meat from the pearl |
And throw your soul away a cold grey little world |
And nothing that is hidden will be revealed |
And nothing that is hidden will be revealed |
And nothing that is hidden will be revealed |