Under Mason Dixon's Line

Under Mason-Dixon’s Line

Dark days have come again

Leave me here regretting

Your poison sinks into my skin

I hold my breath and let it


Bring me along

To fall into your seamless lies

But I can’t go north I’m staying low

Under the Mason-Dixon line


I warned that you’d run out of air

Your pride was so becoming

I finally stuck the matches bare

It’s been eighteen years coming


Prop upright my weary eyes

While you’re up on your stages

I’ll wake up just at moonrise

My tears like ink on pages


Bring me along

To fall into your seamless lies

But I can’t go north I’m staying low

Under the Mason-Dixon line


Fragile like a whispered prayer

Bricks tied to my fingers

I’ll drive you to the church house square

That broken bell’s song lingers


Bring me along

To fall into your seamless lies

But I can’t go north I’m staying low

Under the Mason-Dixon line


Dark days have come again

I hold my breath and