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lyrics

A love letter came this morning,
I told her I no longer wished to rent.
I'm taking a break from the human race
And giving up God for lent.
I've been burnt enough times to realise
That nothing resists fire like ash
And the sour honey of empty promises
Makes a corrosive kind of splash.
If you dusted my heart for fingerprints
You'd find more than just your own,
I'm building something real in here
Stone by stone.

The street signs are all handwritten
As if they're still subject to change,
Vultures and priests fight over the dying
But I'm sure a deal can be arranged.
I've been searching for something authentic
In the scraps my dreams leave behind,
So you want to die among those idols do you?
Well you'll have to get in line
Until the trees shush their own rustling
And the insects diminish their drone,
I'm building something real in here
Stone by stone.

You creep between creeds
Like a crab changing shell
While I'm more like a snake shedding skin,
If you believe that the past is something that lasts
Well darling, think again.
I took your heart
And stripped it for parts
Then replaced it with something more tough,
And though I was never that good to you
I reckon I was good enough.
Now I feel the age of the Earth in the hairs on my skin
And its murmur in the marrow of my bones,
I'm building something real in here
Stone by stone.

Let's drag the drapes off the dais
To staunch the wounds of the age,
Plug up the drains with all that remains
Of the solemn, the sober and the sage.
We'll wring out the rag of our troubled time
And persuade Providence to postpone,
We'll seize the machines of our martyrdom
Stone by stone.

These windows have all been painted
With the same view on both sides.
You say one day there will be Hell to pay,
Well you can tell Hell to name it's price.
I want to be absolved for all my intentions
And have my decent deeds undone
Because the only way I'm getting to Heaven now
Is as somebody's 'plus one'.
It'll take more wine than they've got in there
To turn God's House into a Home,
That's why I'm building something real in here
Stone by stone.

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from Gentle Songs Of Ceaseless Horror, released March 11, 2016
Song written by Louis Barabbas
Produced by Biff Roxby

Vocals, Guitar and Autoharp - Louis Barabbas
Drums - Phill Howley
Tuba, Trombones, Backing Vocals and Various Noises - Biff Roxby

Recorded at WR Audio

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Louis Barabbas is a writer, performer and firefighter, best known for caustic love songs and energetic stage shows.

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