Harpeth Rising

Harpeth Rising

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Folk - Alternative | Bowling Green, KY, Kentucky, United States
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Member Since: 2011
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Lyrics

Out of Sight
Greenberg/Harpeth Rising

Came to me again last night, stranded in the failing light
Standing back there out of sight, you say come on let's be friends
Ya ask me where I'm goin' and I'll tell you some long story of a sailor
Who is rowing with his lifeboat in your hand
You say you wanna come along, you say that's where you belong
I've already stayed too long and we all must drown alone, we must drown alone

Pour yourself a drink now have another cigarette
There is no artist fine enough to see you
And if one happens by you know you won't forget
To hide by day cause the night will always find you

Take my name so carelessly, toss it to the hungry sea
Thought love would set you free but it just left you behind
Now your heart is growin' wild and the waves are rising in your mind
And you're terrified of what you'll find washed up on the shores of your desire
Give it all another name, tell yourself it's not the same
And while you're sittin' on the train ask yourself, 'why does it always end this way?'

All the sacred books you've read and tables set with wine and bread
And all the empty vessels lying broken
Cutting thorns from dying roses, hang them on the doorpost
Making certain that your poor heart never opens

High up in your private room, weaving on your secret loom
A story that will never be revealed
Standing on the fire escape, ask myself if I should wait
Empty wind just slams the gate, better go it's getting late
And I must find my way back home again

©2012 Grimm Rising

Song Length
3:41
Genres
Folk - Americana, Folk - Contemporary
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal


Language
English

Lyric Credits David Greenberg
Music Credits David Greenberg and Harpeth Rising
Producer Credits Jordana Greenberg
Publisher Credits Grimm Rising
Performance Credits David Greenberg and Harpeth Rising