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The Waters All Run Dry (from Let the Lead Fly)

from A Free History Of​.​.​. by Wrinkle Neck Mules

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When I looked up from the ground
The moon blocked out the clouds
The crowd control wasn’t keeping me at bay
Like a spider in the drain
I swam and screamed and swayed
Raised my arms and hoped to hear you say

Turn it over dark of night
Prop me up in the morning light
Tomorrow I’ll wish that I had died
Sweep the floors, prop the chairs
And leave me lying here
Watching as the waters all run dry

In the east the daylight broke
But my eyes they burned and smoked
With thoughts of some Sunday left behind
Spilling cubes from the glass
Rising slow and falling fast
Yes, I guess the years have not been kind

There’s fog all around the lens
And I’ve not seen you since
We lay upon the Dominion’s mighty bones
While the devil worked the fields
Deliver us Lord from all evil
Because each of us has cast our own stones

Turn it over dark of night
Prop me up in the morning light
Tomorrow I’ll pray to God that I’m alive
Lock the doors, run down the stairs
I’ll strain my ears to hear
You calling as the waters all run dry

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from A Free History Of​.​.​., released March 31, 2014
(c) Wrinkle Neck Mules / Gold Dust Twin Music (BMI)

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Wrinkle Neck Mules Richmond, Virginia

Don Imus once said that the Wrinkle Neck Mules “don’t have what it takes to make it”. Despite Don’s prediction, the band has garnered a cult following in their 14+ years of creating a “righteous Americana mishmash”.

To date, they have recorded 5 albums on Atlanta’s Lower 40 Records and Germany’s Blue Rose.
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