The Sleeping Bag Casket - Sequoia.  First track.

Sequoia

Trails To Your Grave

Cutthroat

Alter-tronic

Death has your name on a page in his book
If your phone ain't rang, he'll still be calling you up.
A time and a place that he will come to you.
As sure as you're born you will be dying too.
All paths the same. Trails to your grave.
So old and so wise you have seen it all.
Look death in the eyes when your name is called.
The hands of time they'll rip the years from you.
You have a life but they will take that too.
All paths the same. Trails to your grave.

Trails To Your Grave (Acoustic)

If I was born a solemn oak
Then I would have sworn a silent oath. A ritual.
If I could be an ancient tree
Three hundred years and never speak
Thats fine with me.
I had to learn how to grow.
If I had been a lonesome pine
Then I'd sit still for all of time
And I'd be fine.
I'd sit atop the highest peak
And winter snow would bury me.
Oh would you please.
I had to learn but the trees already know.

Sequoia (Acoustic)

I felt the weight of a heart of stone.
Make a mistake and never let go.
I wear my guilt like a crown of thorns.
A temple I built to relive my wrongs.
A bed of nails, constantly torn.
The action is gone but the pain is reborn.
Something has changed. Lift off the weight.
Learn to move on and accept mistakes.
Ascend the steps til sunlight adorns.
Put on your crown of crimson and horn.
Offer your guilt and the ties are shorn.
The temple falls. A new life is formed.

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