Weary is the way of sin,
It’s the loneliest of journeys
when you’re wandering away from where you’ve been.
Weary is the way of sin,
It’s the loneliest of journeys
When you know there’s no returning here again...
There is no joy in it;
There is no joy in it;
There is no joy in it.
Heavy are the hands, heavy are the feet,
The most unsatisfying slumber
Is drifting off from who you should have been.
Heavy are the hands, heavy are the feet,
The most unsatisfying slumber
Is the spell that keeps you underneath the truth...
There is no joy in it;
There is no joy in it;
There is no joy in it.
Cool, cool, cool is the light of the moon;
And it’s silvery attraction
Is but a moment’ry distraction for the fool.
Cool, cool, cool is the light of the moon;
Although it makes the waters shimmer,
I can feel it growing cooler even still...
There is no burning in it;
There is no burning in it;
There is no burning in it.
There is no joy in this;
There is no joy in this;
There is no joy in this.
Gorgeous fingerstyle guitar playing from this Portland, Oregon musician that captures the spirit of American Primitive in dazzling detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2021