Sorrows Shine by Jim White vs. The Packway Handle Band Lyrics

She brings me turpentine
She smiles and rains it down my wounds
I say I like it fine
Suits my affinity
Oh how cruel

Frameworks, and crippled minds
Smoke trails trace the gloom
A dream spot on borrowed time
Shadowed smiles have split
With sorrow shine
Sorrow shine

We lay among the weeds
Time flies when hearts can see
Headlong into our sins
Each day revealing more uncertainties

Goodnights, and other signs
Course trails that lead no where
Map roads, and borderlines
Aches thе state of mind
In sorrow shine
Sorrow shine
Do you rеmember
Half drunk in Wichita
Driving wild with window's open wide
We prayed the winter wind
Would blow our sins away
Strange how we have come to rest
Yet all our troubles stay

What's been planted here
Some mystery too old to navigate


Fate deals out of crooked hands
Cards marked by jokers high above this earth
Oh
No wind, no highway home
Blindly we stumble along
Whose dancing in the rain
Soaked through
With sorrow shine
Sorrow shine