Written by Mark Linkous

LYRICS
In the silver morning hollow
Trembling and getting old
Smelling burnt oil of heaven
About ten years, too big to hold
She don’t get up when I come into the room
She don’t run through the fields anymore
Built a fire in the kitchen
Made her bed by a stove
Took a walk to the graveyard
But she didn’t want to go
She don’t worry all them murders of crows
Even though they was always out of reach
She don’t get up when I come into the room
She don’t run through the fields anymore

CREDITS
Mark Linkous: Voice, baritone guitar, e-bow guitar
Dave Fridmann: Vibraphone, wurlitzer piano
Sophie Michalitsianos: Voice
Scott Minor: Drums, harmonium
Tom Waits: Piano
Joan Wasser: Violin
Jane Scarpantoni: Cello

PRODUCTION
Produced by Mark Linkous
Recored by Mark Linkous at Static King
And by Joel Hamilton at Mission Sound
And by Dave Fridmann at Tarbox Road
Mixed by Dave Fridmann and Mark Linkous at Tarbox Road

RELEASES
Dreamt For Light Years In The Belly Of A Mountain
It’s A Wonderful Life CD*

*Hidden track…