Death To The Storm Lyrics - Blood From Stars - Joe Henry

There's a song we used to know 

A kind of weary blues 

Some broken tune from long ago 

Some of us still like to use 

It hangs up high in the rafters 

Like smoke it has no form 

Keep it all hid like laughter 

And sing out death, death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

We keep it all hid like laughter 

And sing out death, death to the storm 

I've caught my rage in the making 

Alive here in my hand 

But it bent the rod to breaking 

And still I'm a hungry, hungry man 

The trouble is so underrated 

I've been battered, rusted, whored 

Calling all the great ill fated 

Who bring death, death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

We call upon the great ill fated 

Who bring death, death to the storm 

A line of cars is rolling westbound 

A dark river just begun 

The tramps are huddled in their best now 

Like a funeral in the sun 

A man waits on orange crates 

His meager eyes go soft and warm 

As women wade the deep parade 

Cheering death, death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

Death to the storm 

As women wade the deep parade 

Cheering death, death to the storm