Salt of the Earth - Good Tiger

I tightened my grip

Around my bow

I’ll try to save you all

Knuckles turning white

Blood runs cold

There’s a boy with no face

I don’t feel there’s much separation

I’m an animal

Hope leaves when the waves come crashing

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your eyes

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your

Footprints in the snow

The sun runs off

The gloom begins to grow

The bleak reaches these bones

Rushing through

There’s a boy with no face

I don’t feel there’s much separation

I’m an animal

Hope leaves when the waves come crashing

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your eyes

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your

I left you the forest

Let the spirit go

Rid this place of monsters

I left you the forest

Let the spirit go

Rid this place of monsters

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your eyes

I’ve never been a religious man

But I’m slipping under drowning

In your

I’m slipping under drowning

But I’m slipping under drowning