Blitzen Trapper - Sons and Unwed Mothers lyrics
[Blitzen Trapper - Sons and Unwed Mothers lyrics]
I lost my lover deep inside this valley
I was searching when I
Thought I heard her call
But the echoes in the canyon so
Much like my lover’s voice
Were the high white cries of eagles
Spinning careless in the wind
I lost my lover in an
Old house off the freeway
We’d stopped to take some rustic photographs
Yeah, I walked the halls and empty rooms
But all I heard was rain
So I made my way up to
The cemetery on the hill
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?
I lost my lover in the shadows of this city
We were waiting for our rideshare in the rain
She kissed me twice and snapped her fingers
And suddenly I stood at the
Edge of every world
I’d ever conjured in my mind
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?
I was searching when I
Thought I heard her call
But the echoes in the canyon so
Much like my lover’s voice
Were the high white cries of eagles
Spinning careless in the wind
I lost my lover in an
Old house off the freeway
We’d stopped to take some rustic photographs
Yeah, I walked the halls and empty rooms
But all I heard was rain
So I made my way up to
The cemetery on the hill
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?
I lost my lover in the shadows of this city
We were waiting for our rideshare in the rain
She kissed me twice and snapped her fingers
And suddenly I stood at the
Edge of every world
I’d ever conjured in my mind
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?
Oh, The wild goose runs circles round
The wishing well till dawn
All the sons and unwed mothers make
Their way down through the fog
Does the howling of these dire wolves wake
The dead or just the dogs?