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In Matters Of Sin

from Lonesome Loon by Faux Fawn

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lyrics

When I heard his name I did howl, and did storm
The claws in my cave still uncomfortably worn
And me with a drink, huddled down and forlorn
Writing fast a young letter, now sure to be torn

His songs I did count, twice in nails, for the sake of
Pounding them in - oh, a dizzy mistake
And now unconvinced I was ever awake
I cut the strings and swore never to play

We traveled the blue, heavy pulled by our guide
Who once swallowed his key just to prove he could hide
Saying, “blanket your worries and die with your pride”
Oh, we’ll laugh at the kings now with god on our side

Then cough and coalesce on the ship of our fate
Ever drive at the heart, it is never too late
We’ll blow evermore at the flower’s escape
Or pull out their pedals until they play (the game)

My captain, please tell me is distant love true?
Like the sweet of a mist on a lake ‘neath the moon
Or do memories dissolve to a life we abuse
I need to know if and how much I will lose

For there are dangers on dangers in matters of sin
And I won’t pretend I don’t breath the same wind
Yes, twice I’ve found pleasure, and died once again
(I’ve) Never turned to the prophets on temperance of skin

Child, we live all alone ‘til the moment we die
Lest we allow ourselves silent places to hide
Whether past or the future, a dream or a lie
Best not to believe in a present so wide

Just bask in the sweat you can earn from the night
With smoke in your hair and a fear in your eyes
Draw a bath full of wisdom and wade through the lies
They may call and clamor, but damn - when it’s right, it’s right

Breathe patience and rise like a spire in the rain
Tear off brittle armor and relish the pain
You may fall in the salt, but don’t sully your gains
Push ever onward, beat blood through your veins

For, soft is the call of a muse in the night
With ear to the dirt you may hear of her might
As she holds to her breast every worldly delight
Of none you will see, though all you may write

He sang me these words and fell to sea
With a smile and crash I knew I would be
No longer a shadow below tallest tree
Less than a promise, no more than a seed

So, I strained and I cut at the earth far below
To reap of the tales so many have sowed
Basked in my irrelevance, but still further toed
The silent dance, the endless road

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from Lonesome Loon, released December 6, 2014

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