I feel my heart beatin’ through my fingers
The salamander rain overhead
The dog is howling, my stomach is growling
another salamander day is dead
another salamander day is dead
As I peek through glass and screen
Looking for a far out neighbors light
I hear the flood, I feel my blood
On this stormy funky never-ending night
On this stormy funky never-ending night
The wind is plowing rows through the tin roof
And cultivating trees limbs with a crash
It chills my spine and taints my mind
I think I see the devil on the grass
I think I see the devil on the grass
Long forgotten is the sunshine
Forgotten is the innocence of day
I’m in the grip of the mothers whip
As the night demons scream and play
As the night demons scream and play
You gotta listen to the midnight call
Of the beasts and bugs and owls
I tune them out, but still they shout
And turn my sanity fowl
Turns my sanity fowl
If morning ever breaks through the window
These witching hour blues will surely fade
And I’ll return to the grind and churn
That drives me through the day
I’m gonna drive on through the day
credits
from The Ides Of March,
released March 15, 2016
Lyrics and music by William and Caleb Spaulding
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