Headlands Lyrics

Wheels, turning all the time

Sundays, hanging on the vine

Picking out the stones

Turning on the headlands

Tales as old as time

Standing, staring down the rain

Roaring, storming down the lane

Well I don't have the time

And you don't have the patience

They're buried in the headlands

Show me where to turn to when the sky comes falling down

Tell me what to say when the guards show up at the house

We keep it buried in the headlands with the truth and the blood and the tears

Genevieve says not to worry too much but I can't sleep for the rattling spears

Walking, down the open fields

Howling, tryna sort a deal

But heaven hath no fury

The devil's in the clay

Out there on the headlands

Show me where to turn to when the sky comes falling down

Tell me what to say when the guards show up at the house

We keep it buried in the headlands with the truth and the blood and the tears

Genevieve says not to worry too much but I can't sleep for the rattling spears

Older than the stones

Older than the winter

Taller than the trees

Buried down within her

Wilder than the sky

Taller than the mountains

Stronger than the sea

It's buried in the headlands

Show me where to turn to when the sky comes falling down

Tell me what to say when the guards show up at the house

We keep it buried in the headlands with the truth and the blood and the tears

Genevieve says not to worry too much but I can't sleep for the rattling spears