Delta Rae – Bottom of the River

Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down

If you get sleep or if you get none
(The cock’s gonna call in the morning, baby)
And check the cupboard for your daddy’s gun
(Red sun rises like an early warning)
The Lord’s gonna come for your first born son
(His hair’s on fire and his heart is burning)
So go to the river where the water runs
(Wash him deep where the tides are turning)

And if you fall
And if you fall

Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river (long way down)
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down (long way down)

The wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight
(Drunk and driven by a devil’s hunger)
Drive your son like a railroad spike
(Into the water, let it pull him under)
Don’t you lift him, let him drown alive
(The good Lord speaks like a rolling thunder)
Let that fever make the water rise
(And let the river run dry)
And I said

Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down to the bottom of the river (long way down)
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down (long way down)
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way, a long, long, long way (long way down)
Hold my hand
Ooh, baby, it’s a long way down, a long way down

Delta Rae – Bottom of the River

Dark Christmas

Found an artist on YouTube. Found this piece to be appropriate today. Enjoy (or not).

Silent night, unholy night
All is calm, nothing’s right
Crown young virgin, mother on trial
Mortal infant, divinely styled
Sleep presently in peace
Sleep eventually deceased.

Silent night, humanly plight
People quake, in fearful flight
Atrocity streams from perdition afar
Hellish hordes prophesy dysphoria
Geist’s hour favor is borne
Geistlich behavior is formed.

Silent night, embolding fright
Nothing’s calm, nothing’s bright
Darkness streams from every place
Gone is hope without a trace
Pleasing Lords of no worth
Teasing hoards of thy earth.

Aurealeus

Some Things Do Matter

Many times, far too often in fact, after a loved one is laid to rest, their marker is left forgotten. Perhaps the survivors believe the Cemetery will care for and clean the headstone, or there are no more family to maintain it. Either way, these headstones age and become dirty to the point that they are unreadable. And in the words of Mr. Finch “It looses its purpose if you can’t read who it’s for”.

This is a worthy and honorable endeavor for both Brad Finch and your family’s history : https://www.gravematterskc.com/