Down the Burning Ropes- James Vincent McMorrow Cover

Blake, David and I covering "Down the Burning Ropes" by James Vincent McMorrow from his album "Early In the Morning." Blake Adelsperger- Cajón, vocals David Morrison- Electric guitar Santhosh Ebenezer- Acoustic guitar, vocals Filmed by Tim Cruz in my basement. Recorded and mixed by me. "Mastered" with the help of the other guys. Lyrics: When the hills let go, and slowly fade into the water Like some ancient lover on a ship filled with ghosts, It's something to behold. When the paper-thin girls with twisting little braids in their hair, they take off their coats and throw pebbles and stones From the side of the boat, crying out, "Stones they float, stones they float. Oh my god, stones they float. Stones they float." Down the burning ropes past the places Where the steel beams meet concrete skies, You make your bed under the moonlight. I think it's time we said goodbye. 'Cause nothing moves in the warm air, And words that once would cut like a knife They just hang in the clouds and you're Pushed by the Lord, but you're pulled by the crowds, and... You're overboard, you're overboard. Oh, my god. She's overboard. My love, she's overboard. She's overboard. My love, she's overboard. There's not a shell unbroken in the valley where my Heartache and the timbers lay, it's not the time to be Hanging around here. You know what some might say. That people get too reckless, and even with the simplest of Crimes, they leave blood behind, and I clean the knife For the very last time. I think she knows, I think she knows. Oh, my god. I think she knows. I think she knows.