Diminished Things by Joseph Huber Lyrics

Runnin' down the North Central Plains
Shaky hands holdin' the reins
Sunlight's implied, but dark solely remains
Me, I'm headed south

Blue and black stitch sky and sand
Windswept heart in a windswept land
Where the wheel's the only one to take my hand
And carry me around
Holdin' all of that lonely down

I got a letter from a friend
It said I never let no one in
Like a heart with a veteran sentry guardin' it
No, it never makes a sound
Holdin' all of that lonely down

Well, I'll be alright I swear
Just sometimes seems a lot to bear
What, with all this rollin' 'round
Holdin' all of that lonely down
Strangers in a foreign land
Couldn't care, much less understand
They just pass like grotesque masks in a second-hand
Me, I keep my eyes to the ground

I met a girl down in Hot Springs
I said, "I don't do that kinda thing."
She said, "boy, don't confuse a friend with a fling
We're both just new in town
Holdin' all that lonely down."

You'll be alright. Take care
And hide it in a song to share
Tomorrow's another town
Holdin' all that lonely down

You can cry out if you want to;
You can make the midnight ring
From the hollows that haunt you
You can find 'most anything
Like the right words to sing
Under cold, diminished things
That feed on your heart
While your voice cuts through the dark
Lettin' all know that bound
Silence ain't the only sound
Of holdin' all of that lonely down