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Old Chills

from Seven Storms by Mountain Dust

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I’m coming back to stay, so low, so I swing,
Picture me in a place I don’t believe,
Oh, I’d love to go back home,
But there’s no such thing.

With every spill that stains me, I’m shook up,
I’m staying down with old chills,
I’m staying down in a sea of silver clouds,
To leave this place of doubt,
I wave back to myself, astray,
And I hear a clamor of curses,
A death wish that worsens,
I feel it stir, the shadow is crawling through,
I can’t lose what I can’t see,
I can see you.

Oh, I’d love to go back home,
But there’s no such thing.

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from Seven Storms, released May 18, 2018
Vocals / Lyrics / Guitar: Brendan Mainville
Lap Steel / Organ / Vocals: Patrick Bennett
Bass / Vocals: Hal Jaques
Drums: Blair Youngblut

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