My father was a carpenter
My mother, she died young
I'm the eldest of my brothers
You're the trouble in my blood
Trouble in my blood

I swore that I'd stay humble
Like my father was before
He built the home I live in
Of sand and mud and smoke
Sand and mud and smoke

Yes we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I'll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss

So meet me by the river
On a boat-shaped piece of earth
We press our bones together
And the spider does its work

With flakes of garlic
And petals from a rose
If it's small enough to carry
You and I can call it home
You and I can call it home

Yes we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I'll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss


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    Song FactVia the band:

    "In the book "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy, the character Velutha is tangled in a web of familial, cultural, and romantic loyalties. The lyrics for "The God of Loss" were inspired by Velutha's attempts to preserve his humanity in the face of those competing forces."
    mayamayouidioton October 30, 2015   Link

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