Storm Blowing Slowly

band : woodbox gang album : trashcan americana storm blowing slowly Verse 1 G it’s nighttime now and my eyes are all water my friends have all moved to where the sun’s always shining i’m watching the weather with the doppler radar there’s a storm busting out of every silver lining by day i work the correction center where the men are corrected with poison gas and by night i clock in on a bender to forgive myself and forget the past Chorus G D G the strings of my heart are so tight G D G they’ll spare me no suffering tonight G D G D there’s a storm blowing slowly come hell or come holy Em D G just blow me to the morning light Verse 2 a killer winks behind the eyes of a warden the chaplain’s ace is in the dead man’s sleeve there’s a serpent hiding in every saint’s garden quoting the scriptures behind laurel leaves Verse 3 every bad man has friends in low places who shroud themselves in a darkness to hide but some of these dearly departed hard cases venge me with friends of the holiest kind and i’m constantly looking over my shoulder at well dressed fellows with hidden agendas i’m the mouse in the meadow rolling the boulders and crushing the homes of the newly forgiven Verse 4 now the sun’s rising up and the storm is a passing a little rain and a little lightning outside the window where the thunder was a crashing in their sunday best little boys are fighting innocence today guilty verdict tomorrow a civilized world has civilized ways and every civilized world has a civilized fellow to keep it all civilized with a lever to raise