The Handsome Family – Up Falling Rock Hill

Country, ja. Bra tekst. Ålreit låt. (MP3)

Up Falling Rock Hill where the leaves swoop like bats
I shot my brother William five times in the back.
«Have mercy, have mercy, dear brother,» he cried.
But, the wind has no mercy and neither did I.
I watched as his blood ran through dead grass.
I watched as the black ants crawled through his hands.
Up Falling Rock Hill the wind softly moaned
And down, down came I with blood on my clothes.
Cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill called
But the earth didn’t open and the sky didn’t fall.
Up Falling Rock Hill the wind softly moans
And black ants they crawl cross my dear brother’s bones.
Wild, red roses tangle the grass
Where William, sweet William, his blood once ran.
Through the dead leaves, I walk marked with blood
And wherever I step, the night creatures run.
Cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill called
But the earth doesn’t open and the sky doesn’t fall.