Midnight Pine - Kill the Vultures

White night gown walking into dark waters

And most likely fell from above

Sends a shiver through every last drop

Of my half-breed blood

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

There’s still a shadow of a proud man swinging (swinging)

From a midnight pine

Masquarade mingle through the market

Knowing that this ain’t my skin

Look back at the ashes of my footsteps

March with men, shackle the sin

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

Still the shadow of a proud man swinging (swinging)

From a midnight pine

Sent a shiver through every last drop

Of my half-breed blood, every last drop

Of my half-breed blood

Child’s face pressed up to the glass

Fixed and hungry for what he ain’t got

Begs till he gets the Indian leg bone

From the souvenir shop

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

Still the shadow of a proud man swinging (swinging)

From a midnight pine

Standing at the mouth of scorched red rivers

Eyes rolled back, shookish as some

Palms to the sky, roots to the sycamore tree

Roped to the branch where she hung

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

Still the shadow of a proud man swinging (swinging)

From a midnight pine

Sends a shiver through every last drop

Of my half-breed blood, every last drop

Every last drop

Of my every last drop of my-