Clutch - White's Ferry lyrics
[Clutch - White's Ferry lyrics]
As memory vanishes among the leaves
Wizard of tickets is always glad
To charge a pilgrim’s fare
Jubilee’s generally early let’s take
The country air
Mistreating granite, limestone
And clay it’s a shameful soil
But all grows well on the floodplain tract
If you can afford the toil
Cradled in ivy, we will allow
The moss to prosper upon our brows
Boxer rebellion
The Holy Child they all pay their rent
But none together can testify to rhythm
Of a road well bent
Saddles and zip codes, passports and gates
The Jones’ keep
In August the water is trickling
In April it’s furious deep
Wizard of tickets is always glad
To charge a pilgrim’s fare
Jubilee’s generally early let’s take
The country air
Mistreating granite, limestone
And clay it’s a shameful soil
But all grows well on the floodplain tract
If you can afford the toil
Only the dirt I do believe
Divinity vanishes among the leaves
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