We Used to Sing

We used to sing of glories yet to come
How the troubles of this life would soon be done
We’d raise our eyes up to darkened skies
And pray for angel wings to bring us home

But I can’t sing those songs the way I used to
The words just feel so empty on my tongue
No, I can’t sing those songs the way I used to do
The way I did before I was in love

We used to sing the songs of the open road
Saying where we lay our head we call our home
Always blind to what we left behind
And never sure what we were running from

But I can’t sing those songs the way I used to
The words just feel so empty on my tongue
No, I can’t sing those songs the way I used to do
The way I did before I was in love

I used to sing a sad, sad lullaby
Alone beneath the distant stars at night
How no fallen world could ever make us whole
And happiness was meant to pass some by

But I can’t sing those songs the way I used to
The words just feel so empty on my tongue
No, I can’t sing those songs the way I used to do
The way I did before I was in love
Not the way I did before I was in love

Tomorrow May Take You

It takes so long to fall asleep, when you’re gone
This aching house just moans and creaks, when you’re gone
No wishing star to shine for me, when you’re gone
When you’re gone

But when you’re here
You’re here and I can make some sense of this life
In this life, everything I need is in your arms
Your arms can hold me fast against tomorrow
Because tomorrow may take you again

I watch your shape fade down the road, when you leave
I feel those footsteps in my bones, when you leave
And I beg the winds to bring you home, when you leave
When you leave

But when you’re here
You’re here and I can make some sense of this life
In this life, everything I need is in your arms
Your arms can hold me fast against tomorrow
Because tomorrow may take you again

Steam Drill Blues

The morning come
Sun-burnt sky
Swing the hammer
Drive the spike
I got a girl
Left alone
‘Cause I’m too many
Miles from home

Gotta go where that money flows
‘Cause love don’t buy too many clothes
It’s a job that breaks your back and soul
But it’s what we do ’cause it’s what we know

The country grows
We make the way
Our blood and sweat
For a better day
But now they say
We’ll be replaced
Machines are coming
To push us out the way

What to do when that money goes?
‘Cause love don’t buy too many clothes
It’s a job that breaks your back and soul
But it’s what we do ’cause it’s what we know

Before the Lord I’ll stand proud
No machine will beat me down
No machine will beat me down
Bring that drill
Coal and steam
Bring it ’round
To hear this hammer ring
Against a wall
A man will fight
I’ll beat that drill
Though it take my life

What to do when that money goes?
‘Cause love don’t buy too many clothes
It’s a job that breaks your back and soul
But it’s what we do ’cause it’s what we know