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I Swear (To God)

Tyler Childers

Purgatory

2017

Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone
Workin' on a buildin' and I'm buildin' on it all alone
Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight

Takes more than merlot to fill my empty heart
This boardroom merger it don't shake my knees
These hand hewn timbers they don't hug me back
Need more

or taste or see
But there they are, somewhere
And there they go, somehow
It’s tough to be a rat down there

Humble, hand-hewn tunnels
Blasted open, overrun

Mother mother I feel your soul
A familiar push a familiar pull
Your womb was once a place called home
Now I walk the earth alone

Your hands were

a linen rag and i-dine to treat it.

He had built his farm with hand tools, and with tender loving care
With his hands were hewn the barn poles and the flat

Facing the unknown
Thoughts converge in one
The desperation knell resounding
Ringing from above

Catharsis and decay in circle
Hand in hand are hewn