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Pillars Of Salt (Album Version) - Murder By Death



     
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Our fingers are missing, they litter the ground
Grass will never grow near this town, again
The frames on the walls are crooked and empty
Our shoulders bend low towards the dirtI've made a deal to get us out of this place
But I am falling apart with each step I take
And as the pieces fall I count them all
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Pete Agnew; Darrell Sweet; Dan Mccafferty; Manuel CharltonPublished by
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Indiana's Murder by Death (formerly known as Little Joe Gould) layers the vocal sounds of an old saloon with the haunting strings of a Hungarian folk dance and the hard driving rhythms of pure rock 'n' roll, producing what Stuff magazine has called "lush, orchestrated songs," somehow simultaneously reminiscent of Johnny Cash and Radiohead. Added to that thick and intriguing sound are a series of dark and ironic lyrics, combining the mood and tone of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds with the narrative force of The Decemberists or a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne.

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