The Death of Silas Deane

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lyrics

This ship is westbound
And I'm going home
I listen to the waves and I am alone

My name has been slandered
My garden deranged
My stomach's churning and I'm feeling strange

But is it that thunder above that makes my head spin
Or did someone I know slip a poison pill under my skin

In that hopeless revolution
I shook all the hands
I didn't speak the language of the land

I knocked on every marquis' door
I prowled every street
But damn me if I did not save the receipts

So let the jackals howl for blood
As the traitor stands accused
Their lies all whisper to me now
They tell me that I've been used

I'm going down where a darkness awaits
It drags me close with pulleys and weights
Into a bleak little town where all the lanterns have died
There's noise all around but it's quiet inside

So let the jackals howl for blood
As the traitor stands accused
Their lies all whisper to me now
They tell me that I've been used
So let the jackals howl for blood
As the traitor takes the stand
Let my reputation crawl through the mud
Of this unforgiving land

I'm going down where a darkness awaits
It drags me close with pulleys and weights
Into a bleak little town where all the lanterns have died
There's noise all around but it's quiet inside

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from Hymns for the Dreadful Night, released August 16, 2011

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