Gregory Alan Isakov Quotes

Where were you when I was still kind?

Remember when our songs were just like prayers. Like gospel hymns that you called in the air. Come down, come down, sweet reverence, unto my simple house and ring. Ring like silver, ring like gold

If I Go, I'm Goin" This house She's holding secrets I got my change behind the bed In a coffee can I throw my nickels in Just in case I have to leave And I will go if you ask me to I will stay if you dare And if I go I'm goin shameless I'll let my hunger take me there This house She's quite the talker She creeks and moans She keeps me up And the photographs Know I'm a liar They just laugh as I burn her down And I will go if you ask me to I will stay if you dare And if I go I'm goin on fire Let my anger take me there The shingles man they're shaking The back door's burning through This old house she's quite the keeper Quite the keeper of you I will go if you ask me to I will stay if you dare And if I go, I'm goin crazy I'll let my darlin take me there If I go, I'm goin crazy I'll let my darlin take me there This Empty Northern Hemisphere (2009)

The Stable Song" Remember when our songs were just like prayers. Like gospel hymns that you called in the air. Come down come down sweet reverence, Unto my simple house and ring... And ring Ring like silver, ring like gold Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio Ring like clear day wedding bells Were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell... We’ll never tell Come to me clear and cold on some sea Watch the world spinning waves, like that machine Now I’ve been crazy couldn’t you tell I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell Now I’m covered up in straw, belly up on the table Well I drank and sang, and passed in the stable. That tall grass grows high and brown, Well I dragged you straight in the muddy ground And you sent me back to where I roam Well I cursed and I cried, but now i know... now I know And I ran back to that hollow again The moon was just a sliver back then And I ached for my heart like some tin man When it came oh it beat and it boiled and it rang... oh it's ringing Ring like crazy, ring like hell Turn me back into that wild haired gale Ring like silver, ring like gold Turn these diamonds straight back into coal. That Sea, The Gambler (2007)

The past, she is haunted, the future is laced. —Gregory Alan Isakov