Mammoth Cave Songtext
von Holopaw

Empty pocket
Take hold of the lamb′s ewe
Between your thumb and finger
All pilled and threadbare
I'll lead you down
I′ll lead you down
From the hip towards the falls
As they lay blushed and red
So slow we couldn't remember
If it was ever pink at all
Canary was thrown
Was pink and ripped with sailor's songs
Remembrances
And cursing the black hole
Poor son of a bitch
Couldn′t even fly for the mist
Can′t remember the ocean
Let the pigeon roam in her chest
This path it tightens off
I hear the ocean in its depths


Past the flow of stars
And the icicle fence
Cock sure sail
Your polished gypsum and warm milk
Sure leave abandoned
Lash is heavy with the mist
I'll lead you down
I′ll lead you down
I'll lead you down
I′ll lead you down
I'll lead you down
Canary is sung
Caught in a thread
Closed off
Sharp and crystalline
Song′s still
Hang in the tracery
Poor son of a bitch
Couldn't even fly for the mist
Color leached out so slow
She couldn't remember
If she was ever pink at all