johnny whiteny – at the end of the road there’s a sapphire pit lyrics
at the end of the road there’s a sapphire pit
and if you’ve been good you can throw your bones in it
there’s a grandfather clock with a shotgun sawed off
shouting orders to the mob: “wait your turn now settle down”
the sky’s a skipping record and the airs filled with smoke
from mountains of plastic bottles on fire by the road
you snarl and you curse the very day you were born
and then a piano without a player whistles this song:
oh, hold me tonight!
i’ve got a knife in my throat
and i’m afraid to die
oh, love me tonight!
if just for a moment
as we wait here to die
oh, hold me tonight, tonight, tonight…
at the end of the road you’ve been a pretty decent guy:
paid your taxes, went to church, no piece of -ss on the side
is it heaven or h-ll in the sapphire pit
or just a pile of tvs hissing static for centuries?
then a raven splits the sky and grinds the stars into dust
your skin turns to paper and your shadow starts to rust
and you just want to cry for your empty apartment
and you hear your wife’s whisper mangled in the wind:
oh, hold me tonight!
i’ve sweat through my dress
and my skin’s turned bone white
oh, hold me tonight!
let’s catalog the seconds
left till we die
oh, hold me tonight, tonight, tonight…
you turn to the man waiting in front of you
he’s got a greasy black beard and a shark bite tattoo
his speech slurred and blurred; he guzzles black label rum
he says “who gives a godd-mn” with his prosthetic tongue
then some f-cking lunatic screams and starts to run
they drag him by his eyelids to the front of the line
the woman behind you hysterically recites
the names of all her lovers in the dismal grey light
oh, hold me tonight!
i got a bad feeling everything’s not gonna be alright
oh, hold me tonight!
if just for an hour before the midnight expires
oh, hold me tonight!
like a dream in the distance drifting into dark light
oh, hold me tonight!
our skin knits a quilt to keep us warm through the night
and you stand at the edge of the sapphire pit
and the grandfather clock sticks his gun into your guts
you peer through the crystals that line the hole’s walls
and hear the squall of cat calls from the men who’ve gone before
and you plead with the clock: “no, you don’t understand
you’d have done the same thing had you had the life that i had”
the trees are whispering, the waves weep bitterly
crashing away the seconds as your body falls free
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