[ Featuring Hannah Wyatt ]
I keep secrets in the river just east of town
Fill their pockets with rocks and make sure they stay down
Its reticent waters are loyal and deep
Holding more of myself than I wish them to keep
So bury me dear, under alder and wire
To hold me together, when I'm tossed in the fire
Cause what is a man, but secrets and bones
Trying to weather the years in a place he calls home
We crowded in basements and pushed against sweat covered stone
Til' the dawn sprang a leak and we spilled into darkness alone
The wind turned our words into rivers that flooded the streets
They eddied in dumpsters and lapped at the old timer's feet
So bury me dear, under whiskey from rye
To keep my mouth running, when my body's all dry
What is a man, but stories and blood
Raising heroes from ashes and castles from mud
You stood on the anvil the thunderheads formed at your tail
Your breath was the wind your voice the thunder and hail
I stood in a wheat field raised my arms up to the sky
Wash away these transgressions my love, I'm ready to die
Bury me dear, with a cut from your dress
To keep my heart honest when my body's at rest
Cause what is a man, but his promises kept
The truths that he's told at the times that he's wept
