'Til I Crumble Into Dust
[Verse 1]
Alone in the canyon of a barren wasteland,
Riding my golden Palomino steed.
Crevices carved at the corner of my eyes,
A woman's image is all that I see.
[Verse 2]
Years ago when I was a ruffian apprentice,
Making my way on a young man's crusade.
Had a revelation behind a farm house of,
Annabelle Dresden, most called her Jade.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a long shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 3]
Water splashed over her burnt bare shoulders,
Spilling down her hips onto the ground.
Manly thirst spurred then sputtered,
Boots shook but my mouth made no sound.
[Verse 4]
Her red ruby lips never parted in protest,
While a trickle of water moved toward me.
Run along, boy, she laughed, you’ve seen enough.
Remember it good 'cause you'll never be free.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a dark shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Bridge]
Like a kind of peculiar invitation,
The wasteland beckoned for me.
Where on the trail I'd heard the tale,
Of a man with savage desires,
Had taken away my Annabelle.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a black shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 5]
A man of cloth once offered me wisdom,
Son, be fearful of life if little ever changes,
Thank you, Father, now accept some back,
Better to take comfort when little ever changes.
[Verse 6]
A small wood cross marks the shallow grave,
Of Annabelle Dresden, a woman in totality.
I don't shed a tear and steel to the pain but,
Beware murder man, for you I'll have no pity.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting the devil's shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 6 (spoken)]
Chalky moutain outlines,
Dust cloud horizon,
Fiery sun high in a hazy-blue sky.
Still, nothingness.
A memory of Annabelle my only companion.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
2019 Alfred C. Martino
#lyrics #songlyrics #tilicrumbleintodust
[Verse 1]
Alone in the canyon of a barren wasteland,
Riding my golden Palomino steed.
Crevices carved at the corner of my eyes,
A woman's image is all that I see.
[Verse 2]
Years ago when I was a ruffian apprentice,
Making my way on a young man's crusade.
Had a revelation behind a farm house of,
Annabelle Dresden, most called her Jade.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a long shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 3]
Water splashed over her burnt bare shoulders,
Spilling down her hips onto the ground.
Manly thirst spurred then sputtered,
Boots shook but my mouth made no sound.
[Verse 4]
Her red ruby lips never parted in protest,
While a trickle of water moved toward me.
Run along, boy, she laughed, you’ve seen enough.
Remember it good 'cause you'll never be free.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a dark shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Bridge]
Like a kind of peculiar invitation,
The wasteland beckoned for me.
Where on the trail I'd heard the tale,
Of a man with savage desires,
Had taken away my Annabelle.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting a black shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 5]
A man of cloth once offered me wisdom,
Son, be fearful of life if little ever changes,
Thank you, Father, now accept some back,
Better to take comfort when little ever changes.
[Verse 6]
A small wood cross marks the shallow grave,
Of Annabelle Dresden, a woman in totality.
I don't shed a tear and steel to the pain but,
Beware murder man, for you I'll have no pity.
[Chorus]
And the sun lays low (and the sun lays low).
Leaving me all alone (all alone),
Hunting the devil's shadow.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
[Verse 6 (spoken)]
Chalky moutain outlines,
Dust cloud horizon,
Fiery sun high in a hazy-blue sky.
Still, nothingness.
A memory of Annabelle my only companion.
'til my spurs turn to rust,
'til I crumble into dust.
2019 Alfred C. Martino
#lyrics #songlyrics #tilicrumbleintodust
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