My Friend

[Intro]  
[dark creepy *whistle* that swirls around each word—slow descending minor scale, wavering]

Well  
The sun came up,
Like it’s done before…
And the coffee’s,cold ,
And the silence is ,stuck  
I lit another cigar …
Just to empty my ,cup

mmmmmMMMmmmmm
[soft secondary layer, one octave lower]: 
hmm… hmm… mmmm…
[low demonic chuckle, barely audible]: 
heh… empty… always empty…mMm

[Verse]  
Well ,
There are so many places  …
Where I wish that I could ,be  ,
And I know that none of them , 
 Would have room for ,me  ….

[faint delayed whisper echo]: 
gone… gone… 
[demonic whisper, overlapping]: 
we have room… always room down here …

[Verse]  
Well  ,
My brother's in the country  ,
And my sister's on a ,plane…  
And I can still see the salt  ,
Of the ocean in her ,mane  ….

mmmmmMMMmmmmm
[breathy reverse-inhale sigh underneath]
[growling whisper]: 
salt stings, doesn’t it… tastes like tears…

mMm

[Chorus]  
Well  ,
My friend  ,
The pilot  ,
He says  ,
That the skies are blue ,today  ….

[soft, lower distorted mirror]: 
blue… blue today…

And my friend  ,
The sailor  ,
Says  …
He's got nowhere to ,stay  ….

[demonic chorus, dry and close]: 
nowhere… nowhere but with us…

[Verse]  
But the weatherman told me  ,
To be ready for a ,change  ….
And I know the price of sin !
And I know the price of shame!  
And I know that you don't care ! 
To know my ,name  ……..

[barely audible, dry whisper]: 
name… what was your name…
[demonic hiss, intimate]: 
we know your name… we never forgot…

[Verse]  
Well  ,
My friend  ,
The pastor  ,
Says  …
He sees Jesus in my ,face  …
And my friend  ,,
The bartender  ,
Knows I've fallen from ,grace…

[mocking demonic laughter, low]: 
fallen… fallen…

[Verse]  
And the stranger, in the hotel….  
Says that I've got the look of ,pain  …
And I know the price of loss  !
And I know the price of gain  !
And I know that you don't care  !
To know my ,name  ….

mmmmmMMMmmmmm

[layered staggered hums]
[demonic voices in harmony]: 
pain looks good on you… wear it forever…

mMm

[Hook]  
Well  ,
The wind don’t ask no questions …

[overlapping whispers]: 
no questions… 
no lies…

And the bottle never lies  ….
And every prayer I ever sent  ….
Got lost up in the ,sky  …

[high wavering:  “ahhh” ascends slowly, then cuts off abruptly]
[demonic growl, rising] :they never listened… but we always do…

 Lord, I know You don’t care  
To know my name, tonight  !

[single cracked falsetto]: 
Lord… 
[stretching into a wail] 
 
[multiple demonic voices, surrounding]: 
He doesn’t… but we do… say it… say our name…

[Outro]  
Well  ,
night folded its hand  …
highway’s gone to sleep  ….
suitcase full of echoes  …..

[multiple layered whispers]: echoes… echoes… echoes… 

And a name… nobody keeps  …
I reckon that’s all right  ,
You never cared to know it anyway  !

***[final demonic whisper, fading but intimate]: 
we keep it… we keep you… forever…***  

*[one last  dry whisper] 
my name…*  

*mwmmmmMMMmmmmm*
  
*[final dark whistle fades]*
mHm
*BOOM*

Scary Whistles, Deep Country Voice, Dark, Slow-Grind Rhythm, Ancient Temptation, Sacred Passion, Male,Raspy,old western