The Schomberg Fair — Tall Grass lyrics

Lyrics

Father follow the way
That I’m beatin' inside the Lion’s den
Except that even the Lion’s side is cleared
In my own design
There’s a light that shines so bright
That burn the darkness of the night
So hold a rock and hide your hand
And go home and tell 'em that you’re a man
Angel’s songs are past
Like the wind through the tall grass
The days grow short, but the nights grow cold
The wind, it howls from women most
Turned my collar and tied my boot
I turned my back on my goals
This God is what I need
Just down the way on Sherborne Street
But, partner, I got real problems
Stars are shinning on my broken heart
Angel’s songs are past
Like the wind through the tall grass
Stranger all through the land
Like bare feet on broken glass
Angel’s songs slip past
Like the wind through the tall, tall
Grass
The day will break, the cruel call
The losing and the gambling haul
Water-dancing — that I know what it is
This poker that fills my wounds
Fight and find a way
To be deep 'neath the lion’s den
The Lord’s hand is a lying phony
And damn it, I’ve got to make it home
Angel’s songs are past
Like the wind through the tall grass