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Black Skies for the High & Mighty

by Wrinkle Neck Mules

on The Wicks Have Met (2007)

[Verse 1]
I resigned to a life of resignation
Brushed the fires with my own flesh and bone

[Chorus]
Black skies for the high and mighty
Black skies for the high and mighty

[Verse 2]
Daylight, well it never felt so right
All the plight, I avoid it with my eye

[Chorus]
Black skies for the high and mighty
Black skies for the high and mighty

[Bridge]
Let the crows pick my bones
Let the crows pick my bones
Let the crows pick my bones

[Verse 3]
Every story is judged by the color of the tone
This ones as dark as my grandmother's lungs

[Chorus]
Black skies for the high and mighty
Black skies for the high and mighty

[Bridge]
Let the crows pick my bones
Let the crows pick my bones
Let the crows pick my bones