Tiny Grain of Truth - Mark Lanegan Band

Put the pictures upon the shelf

The ones I tore from magazines and paperbacks

I’m a keep my hurt inside now love

When it’s you I am following

What’s done is done is done now

What’s done is done is done now

What’s done is done is done now

What’s done is done

Send down the firewalker

Send down the neon priest

Send down the junky doctor

Send down the shadow king

Down through the heart of the city at night

In black and white

Roll out to a blues funeral

Riding out in a long cortege

Gone with the mariachi

Gone with the butchermen

Gone straight through the eye of a needle at night

In black and white

Straight through the eye of a needle at night

I blurred the pictures and fooled myself

The ones that showed the terminal in negative

I’m a keep my hurt inside now love

And may you not uncover it

And blood is blood is blood now

And blood is blood is blood now

Yes blood is blood is blood now

And blood is blood

Straight through the eye of a needle at night

In black and white

Send down the firewalker

Send down the neon priest

Send down the junky doctor

Send down the shadow king

Out through the heart of the city at night

In black and white