The Devil in My Bloodstream Neil Hilborn

[Spoken word]
We wiped out all the Buffalo
Around the turn of the last century
And so it's factories and sawgrass
And wheat fields and asphalt laid in front of me
The Midwest is a hollow place
That we filled with love and industry
We stared at the frozen ground in Goodwill suits
Silent as the pastor reads the eulogy
I wanted to see just a little bit of everything

Let me be two blackbirds on a highway sign
Are laughing at me at four in the morning
They played the war drum out of time
So I'm not sure where I've been marching
I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore
I'm hoping I'm wrong

It's just five hours straight to home
From the town west of Sioux city
And so I searched through my great-grandpa's memoirs
For the devil in my bloodstream
Depression grabbed his throat
And choked the life out of him slowly
I've got the same blood coursing through my veins
It'll come for me eventually