paroles de chanson Good Book - John Moreland

They say John was the Revelator
You know I don't know what it means, but I heard the record
It came to me in a dream I was havin' just the other night
Blood red moon and a fire in the sky
Then they tell 'em what the Good Book said
Raised up with the Good Book read
Made from the mud, bought with the blood
They're drawin' lines in the sand while I'm drownin' in the flood
Voice in the woods, white dog in the road
Running from the man at the crossroads
Carry that burden I was worried 'bout, we ain't sure
Good Lord, you know I ain't afraid of hell no more
But I can tell you what the Good Book said
Raised up with the Good Book read
Made from the mud, bought with the blood
They're drawin' lines in the sand while I'm drownin' in the flood
They said John was the Revelator
I know exactly what it means 'cause I heard the record
It felt just like a dream: leaving the funeral, singin' to the sky
Casket got lowered while the hands got high
Then they told 'em what the Good Book said
Raised up with the Good Book read
Made from the mud, bought with the blood
They're drawin' lines in the sand while I'm drownin' in the flood