Sisters In The Shadow

[Verse 1]
You took the first pill in Mama’s kitchen
I chased it down with your old black gin
Two foolish girls with the same cracked mirror
Tryin’ to crawl right out our skin
We sold our rings for a tank of poison
We sold our days for a sleepless night
You hit the floor in that motel bathroom
I swore your name into the light
[Chorus]
We were two lost sisters in the shadow
Diggin’ deep where the sun can’t reach
All that hurt hangin’ off our shoulders
Like wet clothes on a line by the creek
But we crawled
Then we stumbled
Then we stood up clean
Now the river runs through us
Not through a needle dream
Two scarred-up sisters in the shadow (oh)
Walkin’ out where the light can meet
[Verse 2]
You shook for weeks on that thrift-store mattress
I sang you hymns I barely knew
Counted tiles on the ceiling
Counted demons
Watched your brown eyes fade back to blue
I poured the bottle in the Sunday gutter
You flushed the powder down the rusted drain
We buried baggies under busted kudzu
Like we were planting all our pain
[Chorus]
We were two lost sisters in the shadow
Diggin’ deep where the sun can’t reach
All that hurt hangin’ off our shoulders
Like wet clothes on a line by the creek
But we crawled
Then we stumbled
Then we stood up clean
Now the river runs through us
Not through a needle dream
Two scarred-up sisters in the shadow (yeah)
Walkin’ out where the light can meet
[Bridge]
Now your laugh’s loud in Mama’s kitchen (hey)
My hands don’t shake when I hold your face
We still got ghosts in the hallway
Honey
But they can’t keep up with our pace
[Chorus]
We were two lost sisters in the shadow
Diggin’ deep where the sun can’t reach
All that hurt hangin’ off our shoulders
Like wet clothes on a line by the creek
But we crawled
Then we stumbled
Now we walk in time
Got our names back
Our days back
Our own damn lives
Two strong young women from the shadow (oh Lord)
Singin’ home as the sky turns peach

rock, Dusty delta blues fused with moody indie rock; female vocals with a weary, smoky edge. Fingerpicked resonator guitar trades licks with a tremolo-drenched electric; slow, swinging groove anchored by a deep, haunting bassline and brushed snare. Verses stay close and intimate, almost whispered; chorus swells with doubled vocals and ghostly slide fills. Final verse strips back to voice and bass, then the band creeps in for a raw, redemptive outro., blues, indie rock, delta blues