The Coroner

from Inherit the Dirt by Eric Radoux

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lyrics

My father’s deadly cold inside
The coroner, she waits outside
The coroner, she waits outside
She’s given us an hour to abide
And every time I close my eyes
The minutes make a break for the light
But you belong here
Who’ve never known fear
Don’t let them throw you in the ground

Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Load your weapons

Every time rain falls
We pray to god the water will
Lead us on. We’ll follow
But always hope to return.
For now we march, one family
Upon the dust. We’ll gladly
Recite the roads we’ve ridden.
Our fathers died. We didn’t.

Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Load your weapons

Four able men carry Father down to his vault
They’ve never been true to anyone at all
Now we wait for slung mud and burnt words
To come and derail the life we’ve earned
All of those pallbearers smiling sweetly in the rain
Will honor his soul but tarnish his name

Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Throw yourself in
Load your weapons