Sacrifice
from Lady of Turquoise by Cary Grace
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album“…an absorbing line of languid psych-infused rock … tempered by a remarkable degree of control that ensures everything hits the mark. … hypnotic and insistent, stretching out through a series of altered, addictive states…” —Sid Smith for Prog Magazine
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lyrics
Cracklin’ down the wire, a voice I recognise—
Don’t make no difference who you know—
You best say your goodbyes.
Hear a god of dust speak to a god of flame:
Say no use burnin’ out there on your own,
A face without a name.
Gonna find a friend; gonna treat him kind—
Say you don’t have to worry anymore,
It’s only in your mind.
Better watch your back; better to think twice—
Yeah, they’re just makin’ time
For the sacrifice.
Said walk with me a while;
step out on the dawn.
By the time you hit the ground,
I’m gonna be long gone.
None of this is new; it’s like a fortune wheel—
You can follow anywhere it goes,
But that don’t make it real.
Blood on a whitewashed wall—
There’s a knife in you too.
You can’t feel nothin’ on the altar stone,
But the blade is true.
Better watch your back; it’s a cruel device—
Waits in the shadows ‘til the perfect time
For the sacrifice.
Don’t think I’ve gone away—
Ain’t gonna leave you be.
You forged your irons alone;
I only set you free.
But this is by design, every single move.
Every repetition made
cuts a deeper groove.
So watch it drain away,
with television eyes,
And rest assured, a mouth gone cold
Won’t tell any lies.
Better watch your back—
I ain’t gonna warn you twice.
I’m just a-keepin’ time,
I’m just a-killin’ time,
I’m just a-waitin’ ‘til the perfect time
For the sacrifice.
Don’t make no difference who you know—
You best say your goodbyes.
Hear a god of dust speak to a god of flame:
Say no use burnin’ out there on your own,
A face without a name.
Gonna find a friend; gonna treat him kind—
Say you don’t have to worry anymore,
It’s only in your mind.
Better watch your back; better to think twice—
Yeah, they’re just makin’ time
For the sacrifice.
Said walk with me a while;
step out on the dawn.
By the time you hit the ground,
I’m gonna be long gone.
None of this is new; it’s like a fortune wheel—
You can follow anywhere it goes,
But that don’t make it real.
Blood on a whitewashed wall—
There’s a knife in you too.
You can’t feel nothin’ on the altar stone,
But the blade is true.
Better watch your back; it’s a cruel device—
Waits in the shadows ‘til the perfect time
For the sacrifice.
Don’t think I’ve gone away—
Ain’t gonna leave you be.
You forged your irons alone;
I only set you free.
But this is by design, every single move.
Every repetition made
cuts a deeper groove.
So watch it drain away,
with television eyes,
And rest assured, a mouth gone cold
Won’t tell any lies.
Better watch your back—
I ain’t gonna warn you twice.
I’m just a-keepin’ time,
I’m just a-killin’ time,
I’m just a-waitin’ ‘til the perfect time
For the sacrifice.
credits
from Lady of Turquoise,
released January 31, 2020
Cary Grace: vocals, rhythm guitar, organ
Steve Everitt: electric guitar, lap steel
Andy Budge: bass
David Payne: drums
Cary Grace: vocals, rhythm guitar, organ
Steve Everitt: electric guitar, lap steel
Andy Budge: bass
David Payne: drums
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Cary Grace UK
Cary Grace is an American expat, residing in England since 2005. She is as much at home wielding a soldering iron as a
guitar, and runs
Wessex Analogue, manufacturing Wiard brand boutique modular
synthesizers. She devotes as much of her free time as possible to making and listening to music, and finds much of her creative inspiration exploring the beautiful English countryside by motorbike.
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