Shine brightly, my eyes, though the sun it fades golden
And choirs who were once proud and lofty sing quiet
Grow open my heart, know that no man is chosen
Though a crestfallen angel may well hear your cry
The wise men have died, put the prophets in coffins
Their eyes have gone dry and their words are now dust in the grave
The gods are all gone and the preachers lay sleeping
And their grace is replaced by a faith in the fake
While the taste of the wasteland grows strong
The ivory thrives, give thanks to the bankers
We'll cry for their pride as their towers continue to fall
May the poor man wage war and the farmer build armor
As the land of the quicksand makes martyrs of men
As I crossed the night, a fair lovely maiden
Did capture my eye so I followed her down with a song
And she led me away and she whispered so gently
And we awoke to the sight of blood on the horizon
Our country our homeland at war
Now listen my son, as you brace for the wasteland
You can whisper and run, or stay and defend what you love
Live wisely my child as you're faced with temptation
Beware a false love may strip you of your brothers and sons
credits
from Shine Brightly,
released April 29, 2011
Derek Pell: Fiddle
Nick Blechman: Mandolin
John Darnall: 12 String Guitar, Engineer, Mixing and Production
Isaac Darnall: Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Written by Isaac Darnall
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