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  1. Red Hawk Rising

From the recording Echolocation

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Lyrics

Red Hawk Rising

You come down like a prophet with your gray beard and a grin
And I swear my daddy sold me for a bottle of your gin
Well you took me home to cook for you you took me to your bed
And the way you whisper Josephine I might as well be dead

Well the first three weeks of loneliness were the best I ever had
'Til the drink stirred up your anger which you broke upon my back
And now I look just like a black crow with my purple shining skin
And I'd die today just to fly away to make this misery end

And the Red hawk’s rising on the back of the wind
And she's circling with an answer and I finally understand how to begin

There are dead men in the shadows in the corner of your house
If I squint my eyes when you hit me hard I see demons in your mouth
And the good Lord knows the devil must be living in your soul
And those hidden bones under prairie stones just make him feel at home
All day long I'm thinking ‘bout my broken teeth in the dirt
And that shiny golden watch chain resting on your shirt
How it dances on the pulse as it circles round your neck
With my broken claws I could twist it hard and put your life to rest

And the Red hawk’s rising on the back of the wind
And she's circling with an answer and I finally understand how to begin

And it's the hand of God
The judge said just the hand of God
Reaching up to save me reaching up to save me

And the Red hawk’s rising on the back of the sky
And she's circling with an answer and I finally understand that you can die

It’s the hand of God just the hand of God
It’s the hand of God just the hand of God
I’ll be the hand of God
I’ll be the hand of God
I’m the hand of God