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The Night Didn't Answer Back (Appalachian Folk Country) - GHOST OF THE SOUTH
The road stretched out
A thread of black
No sign ahead
No map to track
I asked the wind
I asked the trees
What's left of truth
What's left of me
Then I didn't answer back
No I didn't care
Left me talking to the cold
Talking to the air
I held my ground
With nothing to spare
Then I didn't answer back
Was nothing there
The towns were quiet
Windows shut
A fading sign
Said keep your trust
I stopped to watch
A hawk in flight
Circling wide
Out of sight
I whispered low
What's it for
No one to hear
No open door
And I didn't answer back
No I didn't care
Left me talking to the cold
Talking to the air
I held my ground
With nothing to spare
Then I didn't answer back
Was nothing there
A single light
On a distant hill
Flickered once
And then went still
I felt the weight
Of a thousand hands
Building silence
Across this land