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Flickerchild (Appalachian Folk Country) - GHOST OF THE SOUTH
Lyrics by:Andrew M
Composed by:Andrew M
The lambs low hum
The tail is tail
A whisper carried by the game
Through pain that shiver
Soft and pale
The road don't warm
No winding side
Flickerchild the shadows came
Born with the light grow with stain
Flickerchild you better to run
Chase in the night
Doubt in a song
Weather hand a colors pond
Grips the will hold you come
Want and pales through lane gone wrong
Feels of ghost the crush on gone
Flickerchild the shadows came
Born with the light grow with stain
Flickerchild you better to run
Chase in the night
Doubt in a song
What do you see in the dark and bend
A place to rest to just the end
The lambs hey blow the magic hand
Your half way lost half way a man
Flickerchild the shadows came
Born with the light grow with stain
Flickerchild you better to run
Chase in the night
Yeah
Doubt in a song