Blood on the Floor
Album: Blood on the Floor
By: Shane Scheib
By: Shane Scheib
Duration
3:02
Genres
Description
Blood on the Floor is a raw acoustic blues lament inspired by Clouston Hall, a historic building in Franklin, TN that once served as a hospital during the Civil War. The building still bears scars left by cannonball fire and blood stains on the hardwood floors. Wrought with screaming slide guitar licks and deep lyrical imagery, the song reveals yet another facet of Shane Scheib's 'genre-licious' musical nature.
Lyrics
still blood on the floor from the civil war but those ghosts don't bother most folks no more ones who abide that old decree they're stuck living life just south of free through the stained past windows on the hard heart floors sit the downcast widows behind deadbolt doors each time that ancient doorbell rings another angel lose her wings smoke billows black makes breathing harder red chimeny stacked with bricks and martyrs mother veils her childs eyes but her cover fails the flames to hide dont nobody trust those vacant stairs to the second level landing rocking chairs her timbers whipser only violence her native language lonely silence bullets once rang scars still remain till heaven hailed down and changed the reign Not a man who wanders down these halls don't read the writing on these walls