Black Dog

I cant bury the black dog
Mortuary
Singing till the Sun comes up
You ain’t getting a hold of me

Bones bleeding (if bones can bleed)
Sore and seething all in harmony
You ain’t getting a hold of me
I cant believe your serious

Short tail
Long legs
Sharp teeth

Coat tails dragging behind me
Torn sails
Whipping in the cold dark sea
You ain’t getting a hold of me

Rapping on my bones
Beating on my bones
Keeping a beat
I’m sending everything to sleep

And you ain’t getting a good hold
I will use the coal you gave me
Make a timeless masterpiece

Oh no
You ain’t getting a hold of me

Dang dog
Claws in my side
Slowing me down and making strange noises
Creeping around and settling in slowly

Making the fire grow above and below me
All I need to do now is to make my bed
All I need to give now is to get some rest
Coming in and settling in slowly and making the fire grow above and below me
I cant believe that you don’t hear me (but you will eventually)