Caligo from Bottomless Coffee by Caleb Groh

See, Caligo stand between the tombs
Well he laid my mother down when she was loosed
The God of Chaos is a graveyard hoax
Copper painted gold, cheap pedestal
A cobblestone courtyard is someway to spend the afterlife
But girl you're dead set to drift that cold Styx River sometime

Camino Real and her golden locks
They was wavin' to you from Odessa's docks
If that Black Sea's where you want to be
Caught you the best cutter in the Turkish fleet
Poseidon's in a headlock, making waves of his enmity
Come on, Cat, think we can break it from the balcony

Every Odysseus gets retold
You've been twice-revised, Dewey Decimaled
Every Balam gets a little bold
Hell, well you cursed my cattle, you condemned my soul
How could you stand there, waving like I was just a Rose Parade?
Steady as the sunrise, coming in from out of State

You came up laughing out of Raleigh Bay
I bet it'd look good on a resume
Hand of God was giving Holy shade
But when the brute sun came, it gave your body away
Listen to your drummer, audible beating through your buzzing spine
Louder than a bug ballad carried over the Ozark pines

• Electronic
• Nashville
• Pop
• folk
• lyrical
• world
• Nashville