![]() Light turns to dark and my tears turn to ice as I turn to my lover–and thinking I'm right–I tell only the truth, every last little thing that I knew. For real, when my mind's at its best I still feel afraid. I have the weight of the world on my chest. Your mind shows the power, the proof, that judgement’s a spectre, a prayer Speak with a trace owed to tempests of grace so unkind, i don’t dare Stone crumbled soft ‘neath the bedside in colors the earth left to ruin This’ll be the last time–this’ll be the last timeīut we’re gonna have a big time, we’re gonna have a big timeĬast out this bad land with witness like smoke from a railroad in plume This’ll be the last time–gonna be my last crime This’ll be the last time–i’m gonna walk the straight line Sometimes i look for me to find you there The tiniest voices resound from the murmur, the trace, and the scars Speak to the voices imagined in stories you sing from afar The stars overhead bear their meaning with the weight of the sky, or so it seems I’ve lowered my glass to the table, i’ve fashioned this smile from a dream The love inside our hearts is the only kind of savior we’ve been sent Spoken as a prayer – unbroken by despair – i make amends Like a wild revelation – like a shining invitation to attend The blinding light of morning came flooding through the window like a friend I was as naked as the day that i was born beneath the fullness of the moon Sure, i heard the sound as evidence, or better yet, as proof Somewhere i awakened with a crack to a pounding on the roof There was a time i spoke the truth but my younger years were wasted on my youth Oh, i held out my arms – oh, i held out my arms – held out my arms The soaking of the pavement sprawled upon a land without a lawĮverything i loved, everything i found or, i hoped forįrightened, i’m surrounded, who else is there to turn to anymore? You could’ve told me it would never end, nothing could ever come between such two good friendsĪbove the plains of omaha i think of all the suffering i saw We used to walk up in the hills at dawn to see the world coming up for air When i met you you could look in my eyes and see a love light burning there I cried out with no reply into the silence of the night to the child that i don’t recognize Somehow we turned around and we were wrong We knew in our hearts we weren’t the only ones We wanted to prove we were something, we were special It was the end of all history, the dust settled down it was a new dawn When i was a kid you could look to a time when all the wars had come and gone Just look at us now – just look at us now It was a fantasy that only drew empty stares angry “i don’t knows” and “i don’t cares” I could’ve sworn we were headed somewhere ![]() I used to walk out in the rain at night just to feel it soak into my hair Listen to World Cafe's wide-ranging conversation with The Milk Carton Kids in the player above, including more about what the label "Americana" might mean, teaming up with Josh Ritter for his song "The Gospel of Mary" and bunch of live performances from The Only Ones, starting with "I Meant Every Word I Said.When i was a kid you could look in my eyes and see the whole world spinning there ![]() "After a while, if you do your own thing long enough, maybe you become a reference point for how people can understand new music coming along after you." It was very easy for people to understand us in the context of other duos who we take influence from, going back to The Louvin Brothers, The Everly Brothers, Simon & Garfunkel, Gillian Welch and David Rawlings and a bunch of others," Joey says. "We've cast ourselves in this long tradition of harmony duos. Joey and Kenneth have hosted the Americana Music Awards for the past two years they've become so big in that community that other artists have started to cite their songwriting when describing their own music in press releases. Performance antics aside, the duo has a strong sense of respect and reverence for the musical traditions that they've grown from. All Songs Considered The Best Of AMERICANAFEST 2018 ![]()
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