Tale from Black-Dub Mentor/Tal Weiss

[ti:Tale from Black] [ar:Dub Mentor] [al:Dynamic Range] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Tale from Black - Dub Mentor/Tal Weiss [00:31.47]She washes all the young blood from her hands in the sink [00:39.53] [00:40.12]And she knows that the lights will be there for her [00:46.90]Breaks down the bodies to dark subtle ink [00:53.70]And she scrawls on the parchments that hang in the air [01:00.94] [01:02.25]She rides a horse over stones in the night [01:08.47] [01:09.12]And she closes her eyes and lets go of the reigns [01:16.38] [01:17.72]She knows the radios run through the night [01:24.03] [01:24.70]And she knows that the lights leave the prettiest stains [01:31.88] [01:33.16]She builds a shrine and a typing machine [01:39.63] [01:40.35]And she curls up to write down her tales from the black [01:47.23] [01:48.75]Prays for a soft breeze and cool gentle rain [01:55.06] [01:55.75]And she prays for the bodies that rise slowly back [02:02.65] [02:35.23]She knows the dunes where the steel cities grow [02:41.60] [02:42.20]And she knows when they jail her they'll grind down the key [02:48.99] [02:50.57]She knows the lights lay the heaviest blows [02:57.09] [02:57.72]And she knows that the sand must submit to the sea [03:04.50] [03:06.14]She builds a bird out of plywood and gold [03:12.62] [03:13.15]For to carry the old souls on up to the sun [03:20.15] [03:21.79]Turns on the TV and sits in the cold [03:27.86] [03:28.64]And she dreams that sometimes she's the prettiest one [03:35.59] [03:37.14]She knows the thrill of the chase in her veins [03:43.49] [03:44.10]And she knows that the sinking's a trick of the light [03:50.91] [03:52.55]Prays for the silence and cool gentle rain [03:59.12] [03:59.63]And she prays that the radios run through the night