lyrics file for the coroner's gambit
jaipur------ i was having visions of sugar pastry cooked up in clarified butter i tried to turn my visions into prayers but i built my castle way high up in the air yeah i came to the gates of the fabled pink city hungry, and tired, and cold swing low sweet chariot chrome tail pipe shining bright as spun gold my brothers picked me up out of the rushes handed me into the company of evil men but I've inched my way down the eastern seaboard i am coming to Atlanta again yeah i came to the gates of the fabled pink city hungry, and tired, and mad as all hell swing low sweet jewel-encrusted chariot make me young again make me well i am the killer dressed in pilgrim's clothing. i'm the hard to find stations on the AM band. i am the white sky high over tripoli i am the land mine hidden in the sand. yeah i came to the gates of the fabled pink city hungry, and tired, and alone sweet low sweet sweet sweet chariot coming forth to carry me home
Elijah------ streak the windows. smear the walls with coconut oil, yeah. fill a cast iron kettle with water and magnolia blossom. let it boil. let the water roll. let the fire take its toll. i'm coming home. i'm coming home. dust off the idols. give them something to eat. i think they're hungry. i know i'm starving half to death. i know you're waiting. i know you've been waiting for a long long time. and i'm coming home. i'm coming home. set the table. those three extra places -- one for me, one for your doubts, and one for god. let the incense burn in every room. feel the fullness of time in the empty tomb. feel the future kicking in your womb. i'm coming home. i'm coming home.
seneca's trick mirror------------ seventeen years ago, they told me to teach you everything i know. i let the fire rain down, rain down. watched it flare up inside his heart. saw it tearing him completely apart, head to toe, i know. and blood will run through the streets of Rome today, and roll across the ocean. fourteen years ago tonight watched him tearing through the garden killing everything in sight. i let my curiosity get the best of me. i saw the source-less anger eating at him from inside. no one around him to stem the rising tide. evil from his head down to his feet quinine's bitter. sugar's sweet. and blood will run through the streets of Rome today, and roll across the ocean.
island garden song----------- i will sail to the far shore, and i will chop a hole in the hull too big to repair, and i will turn the soil with my hands, and i will make my home there. my garden will grow so high. my garden will grow so high. that i will be completely hidden. i will go where i will go, and i will jettison all dead weight, and i will use these words for kindling, and i will sleep by the garden gate. my garden will grow so high. my garden will grow so high. that i will be completely hidden.
the Coroner's gambit-------------------- when death came calling today, i heard the gentle grace of his cadences. i couldn't say no. i couldn't say no. when he showed me his new silk scarves laid out on a shiny black plastic tray, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say no. i couldn't say no. and i'm sorry i couldn't. do you know how badly i wanted to? didn't want, didn't want, didn't want, didn't want, didn't want to lose you, but his smile was dazzling mmmm, and his eyes were sparkling like moonlight on the water at midnight. couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say, couldn't say no. i couldn't say no.
baboon------ the sun came up above the strange white plain. blood red flowers all wet with rain and the spirit wasn't really willing anymore, but the flesh was very very strong. and i've got very little money left, and i've got no sense, but I'll have none of your god damned impudence. the sun came up above the new white fields, everything was new again. pure power, stripped of meaning, sky burning, spring cleaning. daisies on the hillside like cancer on the skin. pretty little yellow eyes that flutter in the wind, I'd be grateful my children aren't here here to see this, if you'd ever seen fit to give me children. and my defenses may be working with a skeleton crew, but I'll be skinned alive before I'll take this from you. the sun came up above the ocean out west, all the colors of the rainbow. stand up straight, you can see the house leaning. day breaking, spring cleaning.
scotch grove---------------- on the way home from the party, neither of us said a word. leann rimes on the car stereo sang that song you know I hate. the one about the blackbird and the rain came down on the windshield- i wished it would wash us both away. you had to open up your mouth, didn't you? i knew what you were gonna say. and you were Bluebeard's wife opening every cupboard, trying to find the smoking gun. well i told you i told you, i told you not to open that one.
horseradish road---------------- the way that everybody's voice, comes out muffled when they speak, the way we take our diminishing inventories, month to month and week to week, the maria callas records on the stereo all the time you're gonna get yours and i'm gonna get mine. 'cause in this car, in this car, somebody's bound to get burned. i know. i know. because i've been watching the road turn. the enigma variations on the radio the things that i could guess at, the things that i already know. and the twelve thousand dollars that turned up in your purse, you've done something awful. i've done something worse. and in this car, in this car, somebody's bound to get burned. i know. i know. because i've been watching the road turn.
family happiness---------------- as we cruised across the Canadian border you reached into your handbag, pulled out a micro-cassette recorder, started quoting Tolstoy into the machine, i had no idea what you meant. i guess i'm supposed to figure these things out, or maybe it's supposed to be self-evident. but i've gone feral, and i don't speak the language anymore. we're headed deep into the forest, i've got the pedal to the floor. the engine shudders, like a dying man, when you reach out to grab my hand, you can bring out all your weapons, you can't make me go to war. long winding Canadian highways, innumerable evergreens. weather forecast on the AM radio says we'll be expecting highs in the low teens when i mouth my silent curses at you, i can see my breath. i hope the stars don't even come out tonight. i hope we both freeze to death. look at the person i've turned into, tell me, how do you like him now? no standards of any kind to break, no creeds to disavow i am right here where you want me do what you brought me out here for. you can arm me to the teeth. you can't make me go to war.
onions-------------------- the last white slabs of snow melted off seven weeks ago. and the geese are headed north again through the tightening sky, and i can feel my heart in my throat again new onions growing in the ground. the cows come gingerly out of the barn, and when they see that the ground is warm, they pick up a little speed, it makes me feel so good, and i feel it rushing down my throat -- fresh blood, i head out onto the earth, its cold heart is melting, i don't know if i can stand it. springtime's coming, that means you'll be coming back around. new onions growing underground, underground.
"bluejays and cardinals"---------------------- bluejays and cardinals all come out to play highway traffic gets out of your way skies clear up if they're overcast. pit bulls are gentle when you come past. stars come out of hiding for you and i would too. cause this world couldn't hold you you slipped free yeah this world couldn't hold you you slipped free without me. new sheen all over everything when you open up your mouth to sing. baseballs travel further when you watch them fly. apples fatten on the trees when you walk by. you bring something unreplaceble to each and every day. or you used to anyway. but this world couldn't hold you and you slipped free yeah this world couldn't hold you and you slipped free without me.
shadow song----------- if you get there before me, will you save me a seat? if you get there before me, would you save me a seat? but if i never get there at all, would you leave the seat empty? if you get there before me, will you light us a fire? if you get there before me, will you light us a fire? but if i never show, will you watch the embers glow? would you keep the fire burning? this is a song for you, in case i never make it through to where you are. this is a song for you, in case i never make it through to where you are.
there will be no divorce------------------------ the rain fell all night and it kept me awake it was still falling by morning. it was hard to take. and you were sleeping on the floor, breathing free and even,. if i ever want to drive myself insane, all i have to do is watch you breathing and at 5 AM, i turned the radio on, and an old mans voice sang a short sweet song, and then the static roared again hungry for blood i heard the rain falling from the rain spout down down into the sweet wet mud, and you punched out all the windows and the wind began to wail and you gathered your hair behind your head like god was gonna catch you by the pony tail, and then the old voice crackled through the static. and i felt young and alive and the hair stood up on the back of my neck we were rising from the grave, yeah yeah.
insurance fraud #2------------------ bag full of oily rags, fifty cent lighter dreams of retirement in Cancun burning ever brighter there's a lot of ways to make money in this world but i can't recommend insurance fraud. burned out shell of a Volkswagen, blood stains on the driveway, torn up Mercedes, by the side of the highway big plans, big plans let me tell you something sister, you will never get away with it. you were sitting in the recliner with the TV on, when you said something evil and then you were gone, explosives in the water main, a blown fuse college graduation photograph splashed all over the six o'clock news i won't be cashing in your policy, 'til i find out what it is you're trying to do to me.
alphonse mambo-------------- i could almost hear the rhythm section kick in as the sun began to blaze. i saw you walk across the plaza, figured I'd just play it like it lays. yeah yeah yeah. i think i'm gonna be real sick again. i think it's gonna happen real soon. and i know i can't afford another night here in this place, with its sixteenth floor view of the ocean and the dunes and it's gonna be, just you and me today, waiting for the other shoe to drop in Tampa Bay. i can hear the roar of the crowd in the stadium a couple of blocks away. it's the kind of thing that used to get me all worked up, but i don't want to talk about it now, ok, ok? ok. i just want to get this whole thing over with. i don't want to deal with it anymore. i hear the cogs all slipping at the same time, and then i see you walk in through the door. and it's gonna be, just you and me today, waiting for the other shoe to drop in Tampa Bay.
we were patriots---------------- clear sky over Calcutta -- a warm wind. Dvorak on the short wave clear signal coming in la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la long vowels spill like liquid from your mouth. i hang on every word you say. an army of transistor radios on the bookshelf left on all day. let them play, yeah let 'em all play on and on and on. let 'em all play longer and louder and long after you're gone la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la clear sky sheltering our fragile little house listening to the radio all the time your hand on my forehead as though to check for a fever yeah big plans in mind. la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la