Rye and Dust (Extended 2)

Verse 1

Ten miles from the nearest blacktop road

Digging through a worn out wallet

Pocket empty for three days now

Rain is hitting that rusting tin

Biting at the bottle of cheap rye

Walking through a maze of static

Pre-Chorus

Lord forgive me

Selling my soul

Chasing the glitz

Taking its toll

Chorus

Stumbling in the pitch black shadows

Thinking about that white powder

Burning up the cash on Sunday

Buried in the shallow dirt

High until the morning breaks

Leaving every single debt behind

Gone like a ghost in the weeds

Washed out by the winter creek

Verse 2

Siren howling near the old barn

Blue lights reflecting off the grease

Muddy boots tracking on the linoleum

Tying off a heavy tourniquet

Waiting for the silence to hit

Everything comes at a cost

Pre-Chorus

Lord forgive me

Selling my soul

Chasing the glitz

Taking its toll

Chorus

Stumbling in the pitch black shadows

Thinking about that white powder

Burning up the cash on Sunday

Buried in the shallow dirt

High until the morning breaks

Leaving every single debt behind

Gone like a ghost in the weeds

Washed out by the winter creek

Bridge

Copper taste on a dry tongue

Paper stack folded tight

Keep running 'til you're out of air

Underneath the cypress roots

Chorus

Stumbling in the pitch black shadows

Thinking about that white powder

Burning up the cash on Sunday

Buried in the shallow dirt

High until the morning breaks

Leaving every single debt behind

Gone like a ghost in the weeds

Washed out by the winter creek

Guitar Solo

Verse 3

Rings on my fingers from a pawn shop tray

Half of my life just ticked away

Plastic wrap hidden in a cedar box

Living like a wolf amongst the cattle flocks

Truck bed full of things I shouldn't have

Trying to forget that I'm a broken man

Leather seats stained with a copper hue

Missing every person that I ever knew

Chorus

Stumbling in the pitch black shadows

Thinking about that white powder

Burning up the cash on Sunday

Buried in the shallow dirt

High until the morning breaks

Leaving every single debt behind

Gone like a ghost in the weeds

Washed out by the winter creek

Post-Chorus

Lay me down low

Watch the river flow

Where the weeds grow thick

Make it real quick

Verse 4

Checking my mirror for a phantom shadow

Shaking like a leaf by the river shallow

Green ink spilling out a leather bag

Suitcase weighted with a heavy snag

Counting out hundreds on a rotted stump

Heartbeat hitting like a rhythmic thump

One for the habit and two for the thrill

Staring at the edge of the granite hill

Bridge

Last cigarette is a bitter spark

Vanishing into the cooling dark

Nothing left but the mud and the grit

Wishing for a flame just to stay lit

Cypress knees catching on my denim jeans

Broken dreams and the devil's schemes

Lower the body to the forest floor

Don't want to hear the knocking on the door

Guitar Solo

Chorus

Stumbling in the pitch black shadows

Thinking about that white powder

Burning up the cash on Sunday

Buried in the shallow dirt

High until the morning breaks

Leaving every single debt behind

Gone like a ghost in the weeds

Washed out by the winter creek

Outro

Sink down slow

Deep in the pine

Ran out of road

Ran out of time

Winter creek cold

Washing the slate

Open the gate

Gone too late

(Gone too late)

(Winter creek cold)

End