the walls, they groaned,
barely holding back the wind as it howled like a banshee down the street,
and shadows thrown from a single bulb crept along the peeling paint
as a fly buzzed ‘round a knife left in the sink.
the floorboards creaked under muddy boots
as I moved another chess piece into place
and fire flared from gasoline poured on bloody sheets
while I sat at the kitchen table and sharpened my teeth
all these little houses, so quiet in a line
with all their little secrets tied up in the basement
just beyond the light
and under the stairs there’s a patch of earth
freshly turned and human-shaped
a hole dug deep
while I sit at the kitchen table and sharpen my teeth
all these little houses, so quiet in a line
with more little secret slipping through the handcuffs
just beyond the light
and under the stairs there’s a patch of earth
freshly turned and human-shaped
a hole dug deep
while I sit at the kitchen table and sharpen my teeth
behind the door of the last house in the line
I’m coiled, I’m a snake ready to strike...
the walls, they groan,
as the wind slips through the keyhole
like a cold blade hunting someplace warm to sheath
while I sit at the kitchen table and sharpen my teeth
while I sit at the kitchen table and sharpen my teeth
credits
from Ghosts in the Pipes,
released January 3, 2016
Jeff Giles: vocals, guitars, harmonica, mandolin, ambient sounds
Brian MacMillan: bass, ambient sounds
Will Armstrong: drums, percussion
produced by Jeff Giles
engineered by Brian MacMillan & Andy Magoffin
mixed & mastered by Andy Magoffin
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