The God of Loss (feat. Deni) - Piano Version

My father was a carpenter
My mother she died young
I am the eldest of my brothers
You're the trouble in my blood
Trouble in my blood

I swore that I'd stay humble
Like my father was before
He built the home I live in
Of sand and mud and smoke
Sand and mud and smoke

Yes we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I'll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss

So meet me by the river
On a boat shaped piece of earth
We press our bones together
And the spider does its work
With flakes of garlic
And pedals from a rose
If it's small enough to carry
You and I can call it home
You and I can call it home

Yes we will leave here without a trace
Take a new name and an old shape
I'll be no outlaw, no renegade
Just your faithful god of loss



Credits
Writer(s): Donald Lewis Mitchell, Auyon Mukharji, Harris Andrew Paseltiner, David Culver Senft
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