Sons of Bill "Last Call At The Eschaton" (LYRICS)

A track off Sons of Bill's third album, Sirens, released March 26th 2012. Depression's got you wondering Just what we've got in store Your faith in civilization Just ain't working anymore Ain't no use in talking About the Judgement Day But you and me We don't believe in judging anyway The sycophants and scoundrels That run most everything Are all up in the courthouse And just won't let your freedom ring Won't you cast your ballot 'Fore casting the first stone Without your friends in Washington You'd be here all alone Never mind the darkness Never mind the rain They say the rising waters Are here to wash our sins away Never fear the sky will clear The day will linger on Just remember that the twilight Looks a whole lot like the dawn We got this land marching From sea to shining sea But now it seems the shoreline Is making its own march towards me Manifest predestination We were bound to fall Cause you can't look behind you With your back against the wall Never mind the darkness Never mind the rain They say the rising waters Are here to wash our sins away Never fear the sky will clear The day will linger on Just remember that the twilight Looks a whole lot like the dawn Like Sons of Bill on Facebook:   / sonsofbill   Stream Sirens on Spotify: http://spoti.fi/HGNPP5 Buy Sirens on iTunes: http://bit.ly/GUyLuI Buy Sirens on Amazon: http://amzn.to/GXcriW Buy Sirens on CD: http://bit.ly/IEqLSv Buy Sirens on Vinyl: http://bit.ly/HGgmrv Further info: http://www.sonsofbill.com   / sonsofbill     / sonsofbill