Long Shadow Sheep - Strega Nona Lyrics

So, board up the doors for the winter
And not a glitter may escape the gold
The naysayers' claims grow familiar
But, not all who shiver know the cold, you know
The flowers came and went - The flowers came and went, again
If we let coyotes mind the doors, we've let the wolves in
You run and gunner
Lead foot until the brakes stop braking
With a cruel correlation of lists and limitations
A mistake made is only honest to the maker
But, oh, Strega Nona, an empty plate was no place for your faith
Across the walls, a plan I'd laid
I came back and smelled the wet paint
And, damn, be it pleasure, be it pain
The days all burn the same
So if I want to break bread, I should learn to bake, first
The door is locked, so save the knocking for some Kung Fu
I've got a dead horse on my floor to beat until I see some hooves move
But, these old bones don't dance like they use to
Its too late for voodoo
This Truman is doomed to live and die by the moon
Across the walls, a plan I'd laid
I came back and smelled the wet paint
And, damn, be it pleasure, be it pain
The days all burn the same
Sweet sativa, bring the demons out of me
But keep the Irish goodbyes
Strega Nona, keep the sword from my side
But, don't you say I don't know sacrifice
Keep the dopamine clean and the fool's gold in sight
And pack a tiny, little suitcase for a tiny, little life