Letters to Canaan, etc.
from Quasi-Hymns, Murder-Ballads, and Tales of How the Hero Died by Stagbriar
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lyrics
Come out to the front porch.
You bring your wine,
I’ll bring my torch.
Stray your step from every sound.
We’re gonna burn this mother down.
Gather up all your greed.
We’ve got a fire to feed.
A guaranteed good time for all around.
We’re gonna burn this mother down.
Left my blankets in the basement ‘neath the floor.
Left my rifle away and retired behind the bedroom door.
Wrote my letters to Canaan,
told you all about the war and how you’re losing.
Last in me now,
these words and a crown
that could blow this town a million miles up.
Best we just keep them tied up.
Come out to the front porch.
I’ll bring my wine, I’ll bring my torch.
I’m gonna burn this mother down.
Might shoulda left you in the house.
Left my savings set ablaze inside the door.
Let my life get away and retired behind my own rapport.
Wrote my letters to Canaan,
told you all about the war and how you’re losing.
You bring your wine,
I’ll bring my torch.
Stray your step from every sound.
We’re gonna burn this mother down.
Gather up all your greed.
We’ve got a fire to feed.
A guaranteed good time for all around.
We’re gonna burn this mother down.
Left my blankets in the basement ‘neath the floor.
Left my rifle away and retired behind the bedroom door.
Wrote my letters to Canaan,
told you all about the war and how you’re losing.
Last in me now,
these words and a crown
that could blow this town a million miles up.
Best we just keep them tied up.
Come out to the front porch.
I’ll bring my wine, I’ll bring my torch.
I’m gonna burn this mother down.
Might shoulda left you in the house.
Left my savings set ablaze inside the door.
Let my life get away and retired behind my own rapport.
Wrote my letters to Canaan,
told you all about the war and how you’re losing.
credits
from Quasi-Hymns, Murder-Ballads, and Tales of How the Hero Died,
released May 10, 2013
Words and Music written by Alex and Emily McCollum
Words and Music written by Alex and Emily McCollum
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Stagbriar Columbia, South Carolina
Indie-rock band from Columbia, SC. Led by siblings Alex & Emily McCollum.
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Jun 2012
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