She Always Takes It Black

Dreaming up this golden grain But I'm falling from this shack Talking sweet to the queen Wishing I was riding with the jacks Walking proud and lonesome now Oh I'm yearning for the pack But I'd never say "I love you," dear Just to hear you say it back I've heard the road to every truth It's just a cul-de-sac There's ladies and the lions there But you know it's just an act You search the world for the milk of the pearl She always takes it black But you'll love her till it all goes dark You'll love her even after that --- She Always Takes It Black - Gregory Alan Isakov