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We're gonna take these torn and these tattered tongues
We're gonna tithe a tenth and take them to the tattered and lost

We're taking it full of blood.

My heart resembles your fathers hands
After seasons in a field, they're growing broken, callused and red.

We won't be enough to sustain winters long drain.

Don't you worry about me
cause' I'm getting everything I think I need.

But I lost hope.

My brains a wave on your crashing bow
These siren songs have been pulling at the mast for too long,
We're reduced by the haunting howl.

But don't you worry about me?
Cause' I'm getting everything I think i need.

No, you don't worry about me,
Cause' you have every one you think you will need.

Then I lost hope.

It left me with anger you would not believe
I'm laced with anguish that's ripping through trees
We use to have hope, but we lost it with ease.
Now, I am drowning in the salt you asked me to be

You use to have hope,
then you got me.

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from On Leaving & Being Left Behind, released November 18, 2014

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Father Mountain Nashville, Tennessee

Having become known for their dynamic tone and their vibrant live performance that toes the line between light and dark, Father Mountain finds their stride. One foot firmly placed in the aggressive indie tones of their predecessors, the band balances on the other; exploring elements of folk, pop, and math rock. ... more

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