The Way To Gone - Black Mountain

Precious dear, you’re on your way through the silver rain

40 moons and alcohol couldn’t change a thing

Frozen ghosts ain’t got no hope — can’t learn to sing

Don’t wait too long or you might get gone on a flowery spring

Sleeping like a rolled out score

On temper’s blown a square eyed man looking over you

Televised you cracked a smile through your super suit

Mary haze please rescue me, it’s boring here

On the way to gone, now always takes to long ain’t it hard for you

Sleeping like a rolled out score

Super beam of light shone down to guide your path

Terrorized, you glamorized how long it could last …

I understand there’s no sticking to some lifeless thriil

On the way to gone, now always takes to long ain’t it hard for you

Sleeping like a rolled out score

Sleeping at the devil’s door

My love for her was hung at noon to no surprise

Yeah, no one blinked and no one cried so no one lied

A box of life in deadly ground no wedding ring

Don’t wait too long or you might get gone on flowery spring

Sleeping like a rolled out score

Sleeping at the devil’s door