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• Artiste: Josh Ritter
• Titre: Honeydew (No Light)
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Dark days Lead to dark nights Lead to dark years No light First heard about your legend, Minnesota way back when Taking from the rich and giving to your friends And your friends were the poor, up and down the line They might inherit the world a little bit at a time There are places on the Upper Plains no comfort's ever been You made a holy mission out of laying siege to them You were spotted in Bemidji, you escaped from Grand Marais Everywhere you're wanted there you're wanted all the way Dark days Lead to dark nights Lead to dark years No light Take the farmer and his family barely living day to day And some mysterious illness caused his wife to waste away But the bottle that you left at the door said, "Take a drop Your prayers have all been answered, now take up your bed and walk" Take the tale of the banker man from Lake of the Woods Like the devil himself had come to town dressed up a snake as best he could You chopped his tail, let him live, his neighbors burned his bags He came to town in purple, now he's leaving in rags Dark days Lead to dark nights Lead to dark years No light Everywhere that you'd go, you were surrounded by your myth To believe in someone, though, you don't gotta know where someone is So I've never known your whereabouts, I always know you're there Among the ones with nothing, giving what you have to share First, the cops came, then the feds came, then the army came, the men Who wore no uniform saying who they mighta been I told them all the same thing, I didn't have to lie I said I couldn't give you up no matter how hard I tried Dark days Lead to dark nights Lead to dark years No light Though I'm chained upon this mountain now, sometimes the doubts still creep But who am I to ken the lines first stretched upon the deep? I know you're not the vulture, you might just be the chains At the end of every day, your face is all that still remains Apparition is the mother of a million beliefs And I've had enough to know there are those you shouldn't have to meet But I believe in you, my honeydew, I know you'll come for me I'll be singing how you broke me out even as you lift me free Dark days Lead to dark nights Lead to dark years No light No light No light