Canyon from Land by Erma

Heat blisters my skin
Fever left where the sun’s been
Beat my brain to the rhythm
I dreamt of a canyon

Trail of scum where I’ve crawled from
My foot slips off the red rocks
Like a monument in my mind
I’m chasing something

Oh oh the canyon

There are crooked wolves crying victim
In this lulling world, we still got them
And they could see the canyon, if it weren’t for fear and blame
And there are young girls in chains; goddamn this modern world’s a cage
And if they see the canyon, they’ll learn they carved up their bodies in vain

Oh oh the canyon

I’ve held- rituals on condemned ground
I’ve been a skid long enough
I wanna leave this town and seek the canyon
I’ll build a shrine at its edge
Make idols out of its emptiness
I’ll find the spirit and I’ll know the lay of the land
Yah I’ll know the lay of the land

The lay of the land on the other side

Oh oh the canyon
Oh oh the lay of the land

• Alternative
• acoustic
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• songstress
• New Westminster