Black Candle (Bonus Track) - Iron & Wine

Gathered my luck and I went with my brother

To where the witch on the hill

Threw the bones of her mother

To where the bravest birds

In the height of the sky

Tumble down the mountainside

And gather to pray like a blanket

On the fallen ground

Like praying ain't a waste of time

She told me again that she knew I'd be coming

And she padded her gown

With all my counterfeit money

She said your love is locked

In the garden you grow

A soldier's wound that bleeds through his clothes

Pick up your gun and pray

There's no one left to fight

Like praying ain't a waste of time

Ain't a waste of time

Ain't a waste of time

I said you've given me

Less than you know I can handle

So the witch on the hill lit a single black candle

Said the name of God is carved on a blade

The deals you make will turn in flames

So pray for love and the world to praying comes

Like praying ain't a waste of