Neversink

Neversink is a Folk/Americana band from Boston, MA.

Born of Words


I’m carrying out the last of my sin

I’m hiding behind this weathered old grin

Carry me home, carry me home

Cause these hands couldn’t bury a heart of their own

 

I’m crossing rivers on the backs of broken dreams

While her body swells to burst at the seams

I’m holding both her shores with the weakest knots tied for sharper swords

And I can only blame myself for the end

Born of words this life is nothing but pretend

 

Cause I’m drowning in phrase oh each word how it weighs

Keep the coins on my eyes for the tolls I will pay

Cause I’m drifting back to when and where I lost control

This villain’s tongue wasted the time to save his soul

 

Carry me home, carry me home

Cause these hands couldn’t bury a heart of their own

 

I’m crossing rivers on the backs of broken dreams

While her body swells to burst at the seams

I’m holding both her shores with the weakest knots tied for sharper swords

And I can only blame myself for the end

Born of words this life is nothing but pretend

Born of words this life is nothing but pretend