Silver Chain - Rowland S. Howard

Fear and self loathing

Made a chain of silver ore

By the time I stop singing

You won’t love me anymore

Crying River cure me But the river just laughed

Washing sand over me Girl Child your daddy’s

Got a chain nine miles long

From every inch of that chain

Hangs a heart he has wronged

Little Girl take the length

Of your father’s bright chain

And bind me to you

I don’t care what you do I ran to the fire

Fire purify me The fire licked my skin

But it would not set me free

I turned to the bottle

Alcohol cure me Let me sleep without dreaming

Alcohol lied to me Girl Child your daddy’s

Got a chain nine miles long

From every link of that chain

Hangs a heart he has wronged

Little Girl take the length

Of your father’s bright chain

And bind me to you

I don’t care what you do I spoke to the forest

I spoke to the trees

I spoke to the fire

But it did not set me free

I carved your name

In the cypress trees bark

I tattooed your name

In a ring 'round my heart

I wore out my welcome

I wore out myself

I wore out my reason

I wore out my health

I forgot my name…

On the day that you came