Widow's Peak
Neil Finn/Sharon Finn

I went up to Widow’s Peak
To run my dog (to run my dog)
Had to get him up to speed
Then catch my breath (catch my breath)
The sky and the earth turned red
And the daylight fled (the daylight fled) 

Hail son of ancient warlike beast
Finding trails in the mud
You can smell the blood buried under my feet

I went up to Widow’s Peak
With feelings of dread (feeling dread)
Lay down my jangling nerves
On a makeshift bed (this unmade bed)
Then I got so tired and I wanted just to sleep
But I could not close my eyes
For fear of what I might see 

Hail son of ancient warlike beast
Follow trails in the mud
You can smell the blood buried under my feet 

One for the ladies hope you make it
Two for the chaos man created
Boys go marching off to war
They’re making sure
This is where it ends 

Finding trails in the mud
You can smell the blood buried under my feet

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