on the black road

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

just shovel them into the waiting bag

until the sweat pools and your spirits flag

 

above the stars signal in arcane code

while you wipe down with an old smelly rag

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

 

that leads us back to where the waters flowed

past all the places where we let hope sag

back into swamp where memories might nag

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

on the black road

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

just shovel them into the waiting bag

until the sweat pools and your spirits flag

 

above the stars signal in arcane code

while you wipe down with an old smelly rag

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

 

that leads us back to where the waters flowed

past all the places where we let hope sag

back into swamp where memories might nag

we catch the crabs at night on the black road

the conquest

this is the kingdom where the true god rules

a horrid realm where every light's a lie

and only pain can fall out of the sky

no gentle beast can rest by shaded pools

instead by harsh noon light predator drools

and angry laughter fills its leering eye

not one of us can choose we must comply

if anyone said otherwise they're fools

you listen and you count each fading beat

of that weak drum you claim to want to hear

there is no other music that is left

nor any other players in this heat

who might give us the music we hold dear

just to remind us that we are bereft

the conquest

this is the kingdom where the true god rules

a horrid realm where every light's a lie

and only pain can fall out of the sky

no gentle beast can rest by shaded pools

instead by harsh noon light predator drools

and angry laughter fills its leering eye

not one of us can choose we must comply

if anyone said otherwise they're fools

you listen and you count each fading beat

of that weak drum you claim to want to hear

there is no other music that is left

nor any other players in this heat

who might give us the music we hold dear

just to remind us that we are bereft