"Execution Song" as written by and Blake Mills Taylor Goldsmith P/k/a Simon Dawes....
Seven men in a dust bin congress Standing in a row for final harvest There's a swinging motion to their shadows As if the sun above was a pocket watch Sparrows diving in the whirlwinds arriving Playing games with floating dead flowers revolving Those little white darlings like the hard snow falling On someone just standing over what they've caught There's always been a deep six waiting right below you Every time you thought you had tomorrow to wake up to Now you shut your eyes, don't hold your tears back As your head gets a hold of what they're giving you And your legs start folding in twelve different places And up and down your back you feel the spectators' faces Hear your slow counting in three slow paces And your brain shows you pictures of wide open spaces Where you once shot the rifle your grandfather gave you At a brand new white wooden water tower But don't come to me and cry 'May Day' 'Cause it doesn't work that way But don't come to me and cry 'May Day' 'Cause it doesn't work that way I'm sure you didn't get a chance to see it But those scruffy boys from our country pockets Had a mean case of jitters that could Shake the name off God above And this is where you learn to talk in secrets Where the guilt's so dry and the sweat is helpless When they say, "You know this is for what he did" But it just isn't good enough Well, I've seen karma and his ball dropping I've seen life and its clever ways of stopping I've seen people chase dreams until the dream's forgotten And I've seen a killer with a heavy heart When the trigger can just be made of plastic And the blood can just be something that ruined the fabric On the uniform that you could just burn with matches But your eyes fall shut as reality disquiets And you finally know that what has happened today Is going to be a part of you And this better be a big pay day But it doesn't look that way


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"Execution Song" as written by Blake Mills Taylor Goldsmith P/k/a Simon Dawes

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