jeffrey foucault – train to jackson lyrics
dead before the sun could rise
i stole the silver off my lover’s eyes
rolled out on the dark demise
of midnight’s breaking day
born full grown and raised up wild
all mortal bones and p-ssions piled
upon my head the blessed child
the father of the man
i cut my hair and caught a train to jackson
i took a name and found the range
where a voice will make no sound
i met a man he told me “son,
i can see you’re on the run,
if you tell me where you’re going
i’ll tell you where you’re bound”
they put me off outside of town
a cold black rain was falling down
i lay my head on the red clay ground
and slept for a thousand years
i woke into a fever dream
where silence talked and money screamed
and nothing was but only seemed
and no one seemed to care
i cut my teeth on the bread of pure temptation
i tried it all and i learned to fall
like i would never hit the ground
i met a ghost who looked like me
i asked him, “is it plain to see
or is it hidden?”
but he never made a sound
i was a lion in the circus ring
a scarecrow dressed up like a king
innocent of anything
like love and going blind
so i set all my clothes on fire
sold my soul to any buyer
wrapped my heart in concertina wire
and showed it for a song
i cut and run i ran until i stumbled
i struck out alone a rolling stone
forty days came up and down
i chased the river to the source
i met a girl on a pale horse
she pressed her fingers up against my lips
and i fell down dead and gone
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