so long adolescence of the frightened soul you re entering the ritual lay down your every fear upon the altar child prepare to play the man s role lay me down on sacramental ground lay me low in times of woe headlong little one into the wild unknown with the creatures and the cold night stay strong the sound of screaming s just the sacred rite of death begetting new life lay me down on sacramental ground lay me low in times of woe there s a road less traveled and a life less led and it s the path between your spirit and the voice in your head we are here but for the grace of everything divine it s the providence that we must find
['indie folk', 'maine indie', 'new americana', 'rhode island indie', 'stomp and holler']