Dumcane - Kevin Morby

Climbing up those church stairs

Hanging out to a handrail

In rhythm with those church bells

Ringing like some angels

You never did save a dance for me

You always kept me in the wings

Of some old burnt deer heart

Waiting for the DJ to call

My name

Mouthful of apple

Caught me in my cheeks

Zipper for my legs

I’m always dancing with my wrist

We never did have much to say

Always chewing up that dumcane

But to not say nothing at all

Felt too insane

So we talked about the rain

Fight like a titan

Swing with your eyes wide

Your hand around a stall

All those words that you’ve thrown

You never did put me in the rain

You always kept me in the crowd

Calling out, shouting your name

Well, who’s name are they calling now?

Oh, and they said light

Climbing in that church bench

I hum a hymn for them

In rhythm with the beating

Of an angel heart that’s singing

If you decide to come my way

Bring plenty of that dumcane

It’s not to talk but just to hear

And if you decide to come my way