The Builders and The Butchers

Black Dresses

The Builders and The Butchers


There's no using the stairs tonight
Black box will take you right
Many floors down where the earth is fire and molten

And the bellman tips his hat
You're trying not to notice that
His tail is long, his legs are made of wood

And no one here knows your name
And you won't be coming home
You're going down in a black elevator
Oh, you'll try to drink the water
Oh, the water wouldn't save you

You're going down in the black elevator
And you're rowing up that river tonight

And you hear the boxcar shake
And you know how long it takes
For the fruit to rot
It turned all black and rotten

And the years all bend together
And the gears all blend together
And the cables break
You're sinking to the ground

No one here knows your name
And you won't be coming home
You're going down in a black elevator
You try to drink the water
Oh, the water wouldn't save you

You're going down in the black elevator
And you're rowing up that river tonight

And I know a better place
It's so much further down

You'll ever be mine in there
With a hammer coming down
And ever you work the earth
And your hands will turn to stone

No one here knows your name
And you won't be coming home
You're going down in a black elevator
You try to drink the water
Oh, the water wouldn't save you

You're going down in the black elevator
And you're rowing up that river tonight
I said you're rowing up that river tonight

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