"Shoulder Your Shovels" as written by and Andrew Morgan....
Returned from the depths
Of choking regret
Up crumbling steps
And borrowed cigarettes
I smoked all of yours
Now I need some more

I'm endlessly swelling
With no way of telling
How All Possibility's King
Begat that baby boy in a sling
Did I delve too deep
When there was nothing to find
Into what things step
Into malcontent minds
Oh but it doesn't matter
Now that I'm saved

By the pen of the patron saint
Of all who've dreamt in dying straits
Reading her letter
Over and over
I'm much better now
Just like she thought
Unfettered somehow
By thou shalts and shalt nots

Because reprieve has descended
Upon a city's grateful souls
For whom horrid times have ended
There safe from sorrow's throws

So a souring on sour songs
On counting up all the wrongs
Documenting misery
In a catchy eulogy
A wonderful funeral it might have been
But shoulder your shovels
This isn't the end

Where all wanted of anyone to say was
I know it's hard
You're lying in shards
Of the doubt which you're wrought
A crime and a shame
But don't stay here and rot
Please

Leave your cynic's arctic guile
Where everything's flawed
And with sweet reconcile
Be forever thawed
In love


Lyrics submitted by mightypotato

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