We Sleep On Stones - Cherry Ghost

Morning spinning vengeance

Clings just like a dog hair

Loss that leads me nowhere

Steely sleepers hellbound

Surplus lovers sing out

Photographs that we cling to

Still call our names

Pin your chest with hard times

Time atorched in bloodlines

Every drink that I’m sinking

Carries the taste

We sleep on stones

There’s a killer in our homes

That drives the night in

We sleep on stones

Bitter winter’s got our bones

And lord knows

I’ve been searching

Sleeping through a dust storm

Beaten like a wing torn

Buttons pop and the heavens roar

Sermons from a pigpen

Life rushes from a crack den

Injured birds in a closing phase

I see tokens of a man’s greed

Sown upon a boy’s seed

Take 'em down with a clean shot

Take 'em down

We sleep on stones

There’s a killer in our homes

That drives the night in

We sleep on stones

Bitter winter’s got our bones

And lord knows

I’ve been searching

Hundred thousand heartbeats

Twisting in the bedsheets

Made my peace with Jesus long ago

If he sees what I see

Then he will forgive me

Take 'em down with a clean shot

Take 'em down

We sleep on stones

There’s a killer in our homes

That drives the night in

We sleep on stones

Bitter winter’s got our bones

And lord knows

I’ve been searching

We sleep on stones

There’s a killer in our homes

That drives the night in

We sleep on stones

Bitter winter’s got our bones

And lord knows

I’ve been searching