The Ledger Underneath

Verse 1

Behind the white fences the lawns stay trimmed

Porch lights hum while the whole block sleeps

I found a ledger underneath the cedar floor

Every name I know in neat little rows

Pre-Chorus

And the mailman smiles and waves

But he knows where the shovel stays

Chorus

This quiet town keeps its secrets in the ground

Smiling doors and the same old sound

Every corner store and steeple

Hides a worn-down buried people

Verse 2

The mayor's son keeps a basement locked

Pastor hands tremble in his Sunday coat

I traced the payment to a faded check

Then I heard them whisper my own name

Pre-Chorus

And the choir's singing sweet

While the ledger skips a beat

Chorus

This quiet town keeps its secrets in the ground

Smiling doors and the same old sound

Every corner store and steeple

Hides a worn-down buried people

Bridge

I could burn it all tonight

I could walk away and kneel

But the truth is wearing me thin

And I know exactly whose blood this is

Chorus

This quiet town keeps its secrets in the ground

Smiling doors and the same old sound

Every corner store and steeple

Hides a worn-down buried people

Breakdown

Buried people

Buried people

Under the manicured yard

Buried people