Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
The house was built on a grave of time
On the side of the trees that God left behind
Billy bought it from a desperate man
Billy was in the working class
A Big family till his wife had passed
His daughter Ramona, was the only one left for him
Ramona saw her father cry
drink to dull the pain inside
And soon he had no other way to cope
But she thought he had soothed his mind
And left those spirits Far behind
Until the day she found him hanging from the rope
Ramona grew and found a man to hold
That house hid them from bitter cold
They had a boy by the name of Abel
That boy had melancholy eyes
A sensitive soul that laughed and cried
Ramona carried him from the cradle
But Abel's childhood brain was fog
His parents singing you salty dog
Whenever their voices rose his body froze
Ma kept photo albums in the fireplace
Dad had another lover he tried to erase
At dinner time they let out all their woes
Mom would sit with Abel and say
I wish to sail the sea someday
But deep down she knew it was just a dream
And when Dad left for the other girl
Abel became Ramona's world
Her ray of light, her one and only beam
Ramona reached her final days
Grateful to peacefully wilt away
In the late October cold and gray
Her ashes sat in proud display
In the house now owned by the
Only son
Who's family's curse now fell upon
The Hands of a boy who had no one
Knowing his future he has to run
Away
Someday
This house would be his grave
He can't stay
But some distant hope had shone
He'd go alone
Like a rolling stone
To the unknown
Down valleys of mist
On the dusty trails
Past bridges above
Where the hapless sail
Past coffin houses
And circus tents
On shattered ground
And wet cement
To the unknown bounds
Of the restless sea
Ramonas ashes were set free
But the house still haunted
Abel's mind
He had to return for the very last time
Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
Own house doused in gasoline
Burn it down
That's all he had left
Flower petals flow
On a flammable freeze
Gasoline glow
Picks the scent off the breeze
His own house grows
Until it's back to the trees
And not remembered
Lone wolf calls
But the cry isnt heard
Pounding waterfalls
Drown the meaning from the words
Shadows on the wall
Of the twigs and the ferns
That missed the ember
Flower petals flow
On a flammable freeze
Gasoline glow
Picks the scent off the breeze
His own house grows
Until it's back to the trees
And not remembered
Lone wolf calls
But the cry isnt heard
Pounding waterfalls
Drown the meaning from the words
Shadows on the wall
Of the twigs and the ferns
That missed the ember
Flower petals flow
On a flammable freeze
Gasoline glow
Picks the scent off the breeze
His own house grows
Until it's back to the trees
And not remembered
Lone wolf calls
But the cry isnt heard
Pounding waterfalls
Drown the meaning from the words
Shadows on the wall
Of the twigs and the ferns
That missed the ember
Flower petals flow
On a flammable freeze
Gasoline glow
Picks the scent off the breeze
His own house grows
Until it's back to the trees
And not remembered
Lone wolf calls
But the cry isnt heard
Pounding waterfalls
Drown the meaning from the words
Shadows on the wall
Of the twigs and the ferns
That missed the ember
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016