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Shunned At A Funeral — The Last Carriage (Unplugged Version)

Shunned At A Funeral - The Last Carriage (Unplugged Version)
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  • Размер12.36 MB
  • Длительность05:24
  • Битрейт320 kbps
  • КаналStereo
  • Частота48000 Hz
  • ДобавленоСегодня, 01:29
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This one's a little spooky but
I promise it ends well
If you want to sing along, the words
Will be up there.
Just watch Cassie
She'll show you when to come in
This is the last carriage
He came at dusk with velvet rains.
No
Thunder shook the street
He bowed beneath the window pain and waited for my feet
He made no threats.
He raised no blade
Just held the carriage wide
The quiet was the price
I paid.
The hour
I stepped inside
The lamps drew back.
The darkness grew
The road unroll below
The last familiar house withdrew from all
I used to know
Roll on roll on you darkened wheels
Through the fields
I used to roll
The grave can't take what dust conceals but
Christ will call me home
Past my father's empty chair, past an
Orchard dressed in gold.
I reached to touch the summer air.
The window glass
Was cold.
The driver never turned his head
The moon withdrew its light
And every word
I might have said was
Swallowed by the night
At last the iron wheels felt beside a
Plot of clay
He thought the silence bent my will and watched me turn away
Roll on.
Roll on you darken wheels
Through the fields
I used to roll.
Oh
The grave can't take what does conceal
My cries will call me
He saw the nail marks in his hands
And called me by my name.
The earth may
Hold me for a span
But not beyond his claim.
Not here to bargain with the dust
Harass the wheels to wait.
The one who
Broke death's bolts for us
Has opened up the gate
ROLL ON, ROLL ON YOU DARKEN WHEELS
THROUGH the fields
I used to roll
THE GRAVE CAN'T TAKE WHAT DUST CONCEALS
BUT Christ will call me home.
He took
His head.
I shook my head.
You never
Hold my breath for
Christ is living from the dead and i
Belong to him not death