Jeffrey Martin - Sculptor

Taken from Jeffrey Martin's new album Thank God We Left The Garden, out everywhere now on LP and CD: fanlink.to/tha...
"a masterpiece"
9/10
UNCUT
"Reminiscent of early Nathaniel Rateliff and John Moreland, and prime John Prine, there's no reason here to doubt that Martin might one day eclipse them all"
★★★★
MOJO
Sculptor
Out across the dying engine are the cities mocking heaven
Plans to fill the decades
plans to keep death hidden Swing away until the sun goes
Trade your soul for a photo
And stories that we all know
Are empty in the end
But you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Driving north through California
The sun is on the sea
I know exactly who I am
It's not who I want to be
The space between goes on forever
A blessing and a curse
A dreamer and a liar
The devil in the church
But you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Silver-tongued, the blood in my veins
A salesman with a dark flame
Nothing matters in the end child
You're only here for a short while
And sadness is a blanket
A comfort in the chains
I wear when I am hopeless
And too afraid to change
But you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder

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The first song of yours I heard on the radio, travelling in my van for work. On the straits I managed to write down the title and artist whilst driving, bad yeah.. but I got to remember .