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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    General CommentAlso (via the liner notes), "These lyrics were inspired by "The God of Small Things" which Auyon was forbidden to read as a child as part of his parents' efforts to preserve his innocence."
    mayamayouidioton December 16, 2015   Link

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