Spell of Leaves

Lyrics

Sometimes I try counting the stars at night
Hanging out there just like bandits in the sky.
When I was a boy I watched a comet tear
Through the void on my mountainside.

I thought heaven was a place beyond that cold seam of light
Not some distant neon vacancy sign.
A pattern against all that emptiness, I guess
The bigger the cost the less the coincidence.

Paradise it’s just a pair of dice, man.
Yeah, I’m just the empty hand where the gambler’s making his bet again, c’mon.

And they say our bones are made of the stuff of these dead stars.
My daddy lived in Richmond he bought and then he sold used cars
Half of his life, then his life came to an end.
Said “son I’ll see you ‘round,” then he disappeared never to be seen again.

So I turn the defrost on when I’m all alone
Sitting in my truck just trying to get home.
Wonder if a ghost ever packed his grave so well?
No name from the past, no prints on the glass, no secrets left for me to sell.

Paradise, it’s just a pair of dice, man.
Yeah, I’m just the empty hand where the gambler’s making his bet again, c’mon.

Empty road again, but I’m going all in, man.
Snake eyes high-beamed on the fog as I ascend.
I throw my chips into these rotors as they grind away
And then I kill the engine, premonition in the driveway.

Paradise, it’s just a pair of dice, man.
Yeah, I’m just the empty hand where the gambler’s making his bet again, c’mon.