DESCRIPTION:
Jhonn Balance | Wooden Wand | Album: Blood Oaths Of The New Blues | Fire Records | 2013

Lyrics:

"In an age of isolation you start believing that nothing will last
Untethered you sewer some ties to an unquiet past
This evening I threw up my heart - it looked like honeycomb!
Breaking the seal on the letters is even better when nobody's home

Sure monotomy of pleasure, sure surveillance in a fortress of gold
But what makes you think I haven't had better offers on my soul?
I'd sooner chalk this trip up to existence and leave only my bones
Cuz there is much to be gleaned from the mirror when nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

I was thinkin' 'bout Jhonn Balance - how he seemed like a man you could trust
I was thinkin' 'bout Jhonn Balance - he never dallied with the shadows in the dusk
Walking serene like an animal man all alone
It keeps it all between the ditches on rainy days when nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

All deranged in my senses I was puking before the servants of The Slave
A trembling a thick-minded skel hallucinating his grave
But now I've amassed enough life so that I may go on just dreaming forever - let it be known
Immortality beckons but this house it ain't nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home"