lyrics
Hope to Gain
Verse:
Snow falls down,
Driving from the eastern plains,
Cause of desolation here and there.
Frozen ground,
Forced us not to dig her grave,
Hence the immolation and despair.
Chorus:
What did we ever hope to gain from this.
Verse:
Long await,
Given to the hope that springs,
When the seasons never fail to change.
Death is fate,
Tied to all the earthly things,
Feeling bold but also feeling strange.
Chorus:
What did we ever hope to gain from this,
What did we ever hope to gain from this.
Bridge:
Honesty, patron of the plains,
Honesty, patron of the plains.
credits
from
The Great Wall,
track released February 19, 2015
Manco: Vocals, Guitar
Ron Flynt: Bass, Keyboards
John Chipman: Drums, Percussion
Scrappy Jud Newcomb: Guitar
Larisa Montanaro: Backup Vocals
Produced by Ron Flynt and Manco.
Engineered by Ron Flynt at Jumping Dog Studios in Austin, TX.
Mastered by Jerry Tubb at Terra Nova Digital Audio, Inc. in Austin, TX.
Design by Matt Eskey at Any & All Media, Inc. in Austin, TX.
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