Ladders Out of Purgatory

by The Blessed Broke

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1.
The Stain 03:37
Are you still choking up On those same old dry reins It’s gone on now for long enough To become more of the same You know well That it’s too late To give any other refrain And we have gone down To find something That might remove that stain We were all waiting in line To get a little blood on our hands But you missed all the signs And take a look now at where you stand You know well That it’s too late To give any other refrain And we have gone down To find something That might remove that stain
2.
If it gets this cold again So Late in April I think I’ll pack it in Clear the Table And I will fold my clothes Oh so well Oh so well They blocked the storm drains Along Broadway The sleeves of sand Divert the hard rains And it just rolls on by On its way On its way If it gets this cold again So late in April I think I’ll pack it in Clear the table And I will fold my clothes Oh so well Oh so well Oh so well
3.
Well I’m gonna go all out tonight I’m going all in I’m gonna hand what’s left of me To that tired old sin Oh my tired old sin Aren’t you cold in the night my love Can’t you feel no more pain Can your lips still form the word Of my tired old name Oh my tired old name I wrote a song for you I thought that anyone could sing I know you can’t hold its time Or form it’s melody My old sin sings high and free My old sin sings high and free Don’t you pretend to forgive me Or try to understand We died a long time ago And old sin holds my hand Old sin holds my hand So here I stand where I started from All rise and fall Can’t you hear that voice that cries Old sin throws its call Old sin throws its call  I wrote a song for you I thought that anyone could sing I know you can’t hold its time Or form its melody My old sin sings high and free My old sin sings high and free
4.
She moves in curls her eyes cast in silver They kick that crutch They cracked smiles and bled onto the floor Drying her heart out to its core Now you see that her virus only grows Moriah’s eyes fork and flow I see her struggle for a clean breath I know the tax of my burden And I have weighed the tax of my death This scar now has lost its breath It reads aloud of a pain that comes and goes And of Moriah on her toes Her eyes shimmer with a glaze of sickness Her dripping mouth Spills out a phrase of distress Her honey glistening on her breast Her mind is wild it lies in long drifting rows Moriah play vampire with her foe So who will it be now down in that grave I will refuse to become her spiritless slave Muttering all but her true name Every night I can hear her hoofbeats pound Moriah’s eyes ringing out Moriah’s eyes deep underground
5.
There’s a guard hound on that row His shifting shape is rumbling down low His lie though not told to take your life Or cause your mind any kind of a strife Has momentum on his broken leg To burrow down to lie in wait Now I know I could not give my confession I could never tell them a whole lie When I was young I didn’t know that hound’s intention And certainly did not know why I would perform my own perfect penance To save my soul in the case that I might die And still that figure Goes lurking through my mind And I wonder what I have done Given pressure and given time Oh father I have robbed myself of penance Dear father I fear that I might have died Lust is shaking and murder grins His eyes are faking and the truth it spins This guard hound rakes all his children in As the serpent sheds their perfect youthful skin And the guard hound on that row Now he wants to go toe to toe Come on help me drag his body down through these streets again Let’s not wait this time until the very end Let’s make sure they see it all of his friends If I can’t kill him now I’ll throw him off my scent And still that figure Goes worming through my mind And no matter what we have done The ground it trembles and the sun it shines
6.
The Waltz 06:21
Slick green rock find your steps alone Cold black powder coat that stone Tall dark glass don’t make no mirror Cold black powder take no tear Poison has its place in your mind Is your sugar grown up tall They know your mind very well They’ve got your skin stretched up on that wall They’ve got your skin on their wall The dead go grazing out on their hills Their skin pulled taut by loving pills Flowers grow now on the ground where they hung The bodies piled up dead and stung Poison has its place in your mind Is your sugar grown up tall They know you’re under that spell They’ve got your skin stretched Up on that wall They’ve got your skin on their wall They’ve got your skin on their wall
7.
I was walking in the morning air And saw reflections in the water And when I realized that they were not there I delivered what I’d brought her I found a lock of your braided hair Tied in black vine cold and dry Down below that broken stair That leads into her eye Forget now your trouble Although you might feel sick at heart It’s only ever been your own hand That’s tearing you apart
8.
Black Spring 03:15
A frail son begs Oh Father please Won’t you make my Nerves all to freeze Just a small shot to Kill the pain Of this old wound that’s Come back to stay Oh my son The father sighs There are some things That will not survive Although your pain might grow So large and bright You must find a way to force it Out of your mind Forgive me father For what I’ve done For who I am What I’ve become A fire rise up to Burn me clean But no flame could ever cure this My black spring My black spring
9.
Her wheels Tear long sheets of rain Out of that roadway that Calls my name What she can’t give And I can’t take Leaves us helpless here Against the gate To be her lover I’d feel proud Her shining heart Cries aloud And when my world Comes crashing down No one else here Seems to hear that sound Helpless heart Oh my helpless heart A helpless heart Oh my helpless heart My door Has hung so wide Long enough now It’s time I close it down tight For She will not Return to find Her way back to Where we were inside So now I cannot Hear that sound Her shining heart Crying aloud And when my world Goes crashing down She won’t be there When it meets the ground Helpless heart Oh my helpless heart A helpless heart Oh my helpless heart

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All songs written
by Brian Frame(bmi)

Full band arrangements
by The Blessed Broke

Recorded and produced
by Jonathan Kraft

All solo tracks were
recorded on August 25th 2012

Full band tracks were recorded
on October 20th and 21st 2012

Additional tracks were
recorded on February 2nd,
February 14th, and July 5th of 2013

Thanks to family and friends
for all of their support. This
record would not have
been possible without
their help.

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released April 22, 2014

Written by Brian Frame
Produced and recorded by Jonathan Kraft

Performed by:
Brian Frame - vocals/acoustic guitar
Andrew Luker - electric guitar
Josh Mobley - keys
Matt Richey - drums
Betse Ellis - bass/backing vocals

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