Brimstone (song)

I’ll save you a seat by the glowing fire
where you can keep your cold bones warm
just disregard the screams of the tortured souls
that you did wrong

I’ll sing you a song by the firelight
that’ll rattle your bones in their cage
just ignore the sinking feeling and the people who are screaming
for all you did this is your wage

and the laughter is loud, the shouts from the crowd
as we descend into the fiery sea
the restitution is paid, the bills are all put away
as we plummet to the end of our being

I’ll get you a view to see the crucified man
who died with your name on his lips
a benediction in this sulfurous land
the cry from your parched eclipse

I’ll sit where you can hear all the sorrow and the tears
from the souls that still suffer here
where the wind will always howl and the fire will always burn
and the torment never disappears

and the laughter is loud, the shouts from the crowd
as we descend into the fiery sea
the restitution is paid, the bills are all put away
as we plummet to the end of our being
I’ve saved you a seat beside the fire so warm
in the darkness of this still night
I’ve saved you a seat where you can see the harm
that you did when you were still alive

I’ve waited twenty years for you to join me here
I’d wait another thousand more
the crucified man still waits in agony’s van
blood dripping on the floor

and the laughter is loud, the shouts from the crowd
as we descend into the fiery sea
the restitution is paid, the bills are all put away
as we plummet to the end of our being

Composed for guitar, bass, drums, and vox

Folksong

The devil comes a’knocking, and I always answer the door
he got a bottle of tequila, and a promise on the floor
just trying to make ends meet, before I’m washed ashore
from the half empty bottle to the broken glass he always makes the pour

Train is coming in hollow, outside the fences I can run
head west in the shadow of the bottle, god help me what have I done
sleepin’ in the steel of the wagon, if I have done my sums
be in Nevada in days that are draggin’, steel wheels like the beating of a drum

I used to know a woman, took those devils away
now I’m drinking what I am cookin’, keepin’ the wolves at bay
pushing when I should be pullin’, should fall on my knees and pray
but there ain’t no gods a’watchin’, no doors in this hallway

Knocking on the door is getting louder, there’s a shape that I can’t see
callin’ me away from the tower, as the devils come for me
I’m tossing dice with the demons like a coward, under the dead ash tree
losing in the whiskey and the sours, devil has come for me

The devil has come for me
The devil has come for me

Inspired by that distinctly American blend of bluegrass, folk, country, blues, and rock. Chord structure is a very simple fingerpicked Am, Dm, G, Em. Sort out your own melody (I know how mind sounds)