I aint proud of the pain I’ve done
But I promise that’s behind me
Quit that house on the rising sun
But when an unclean sin comes out of a man
He goes through dry places
Seeking rest and finding none
He says I will return to the house from which I’ve come
And he finds it swept and put to order
Swept and put to order
Swept and put to order
Distant drums to the back of the head
I am a house divided
Distant drums to the back of the head
I am become a house divided
Seven dirty demons come back to a man
Who cannot brave the desert
Didn’t quit my house for something worse
But I’ll be god-damned before I beat this curse
Distant drums to the back of the head
I am a house divided
Distant drums to the back of the head
I am become a house divided
credits
from House Divided,
released March 1, 2012
words/music - steve hatch
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022