Twilight Banjo (FM) | Solania

[Intro] [low wind noise, atmospheric synth pad] [banjo enters with a fast, rhythmic clawhammer pattern] [reverberant electric guitar swell] [Verse 1] [gritty baritone male vocals] There's a wind through the ironwoods twilight Like an answer out of reach Sun's rays creeping slowly higher And the moon has come to tease Our past it crawls like a winding snake Carefully changed but still the same Though somewhere deep in Jackson Hills Ghosts still call my name [Chorus] [female harmony vocals enter, kick drum and floor tom hits] I was born where green mountains filled the view Where the waters filter slow Where the river keeps count of sins we hide in the bone Beneath its flow Every tree in the forest leans to listen When the banjo starts to cry For the strings remember what men forget and the truth Behind the eyes Old kingdoms don't fall, they rise from the ground Every secret buried comes to light within the sound So play that graveyard banjo slow Let the cleansing twilight flow Through the bones of nights below Where the lost all wander, strike the strings to the fallen way Till the earth itself may shake Every vow we failed to keep comes back to haunt our sleep [Verse 2] [banjo continues, drums drop out to a light pulse] There's a girl by the old stone well tonight With a letter in her hand She's been waiting there since the river froze For a soul to help her stand They say love is a candle in stormlight They say time forgives the fall But the wind through those hollow mountains still remembers it all [Bridge] [distorted electric guitar swells, heavy reverb] Held by a face divine I trembled in my place Like a mirror of myself In the judgment of her face [Chorus] [full intensity, driving percussion] Play that graveyard banjo slow Let the cleansing twilight glow Through the dust of those we know Who sleep beneath the thunder Strike the strings till the shadows rise Till the truth cuts through disguise Every heart we left undone still beats beneath the sun [Outro] [music softens, banjo becomes sparse] I walked past the sacred hollow once And heard her playing prayer But even God can't drown the sound Of a world chosen decay So play that graveyard banjo slow Let the twilight rivers flow Through the bones of all we were And the souls we squandered Strike the strings in the morning's flame Till the wind forgets my name Every sin and every vow returns to claim us now [banjo fades out] The banjo fades like a dying bell And somewhere in the hollow hills Another wind begins [final low kick drum hit, wind noise fades]