Lyrics Till Morning Reputations - Songs: Ohia

Till Morning Reputations

The hangman’s water is often sweeter
On these western roads
Know the heat of their travelers
That go down, go down
And backs know the saddles
And boots know the heels
My eyes know the blinder is black
My eyes know the blinder is black
Mouth knows the bit and the brassy taste of it
It’s more than my companion should allow
It’s more than my companion should allow
Right now
Right now
There’s nothing my equal, right now
There’s nothing my equal, right now
There’s nothing my equal, right now