Lyrics to Town of the Hollow Sun Soundtrack
Out in the town of Hollow Sun Where the clocks drink sand and the rivers run undone, A cactus sheriff with a crystal star for a badge Whispers laws to tumbleweeds, but they never catch. Porcelain crows line the telegraph wires, Smoking secrets, breathing sapphire fires. A preacher made of shadows hums a hymn of rust — “Every cowboy here returns to cosmic dust.”
Ride, ride, moon-stitched mare, Through the velvet desert made of midnight air. Where time wears spurs and dreams grow wild — And every outlaw’s just a frightened child. Oh, the sky bleeds gold when the truth draws near — In this phantom west, we disappear.
A violin made of bone plays a funeral waltz, As a ghost-eyed gambler trades souls for faults. He pulls kings from dust, queens from pain, And loses his heart in a porcelain rain. A barmaid carved from sunken lullabies Pouring mirages in glass-eyed sighs. She says, “There is no right trail, only the brave — And all saints here learn to misbehave.”
Ride, ride, moon-stitched mare, Through the velvet desert made of midnight air. Where time wears spurs and dreams grow wild — And every outlaw’s just a frightened child. Oh, the stars shoot ribbons when the end draws near — In this phantom west, we disappear.
Dust-skinned angels in feathered coats, Trading halos for rattlesnake notes. A desert clock strikes thirteen twice — Life and death toss a loaded dice. And somewhere, a mirror-faced prophet cries — “Truth is the ghost that never dies.”
Ride, ride, moon-stitched mare, Past the cracked horizon where none can stare. We leave our boots in the dust of fear — In the silent west… we are always here.
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