Lucero - Coffin Nails lyrics
American alternative country-southern Rock-Band
[Lucero - Coffin Nails lyrics]
Something from the dark came down
The night John Rufus died
It landed on the window sill and
There it cried all night
We could not see the shape of it
Wailing filled the air
We knew not what it looked like but
We knew why it was there
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails
I'd moved off of the family farm in 1954
I was in and out of Fort Roots
Since I came back from the war
He died on the Ides of
March just before the dawn
Mama stayed up with him 'til
That howling thing was gone
I wеigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance thеm with coffin nails
The things we carried in war
The things we carry now every ounce added up
Can't seem to set them down
I can't seem to set 'em down
Something from the dark came down
I still hear it's song
Did it follow from the old world?
Had it been here all along?
The banshee didn't seem to bother
When it was wartime
Too much death and sorrow
Too many people crying
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails
The night John Rufus died
It landed on the window sill and
There it cried all night
We could not see the shape of it
Wailing filled the air
We knew not what it looked like but
We knew why it was there
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails
I'd moved off of the family farm in 1954
I was in and out of Fort Roots
Since I came back from the war
He died on the Ides of
March just before the dawn
Mama stayed up with him 'til
That howling thing was gone
I wеigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance thеm with coffin nails
The things we carried in war
The things we carry now every ounce added up
Can't seem to set them down
I can't seem to set 'em down
Something from the dark came down
I still hear it's song
Did it follow from the old world?
Had it been here all along?
The banshee didn't seem to bother
When it was wartime
Too much death and sorrow
Too many people crying
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails
I weigh my deeds on my father's scales
And I balance them with coffin nails