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Descendants Of Cain

from Diamond​/​Stone by Hank Stone



Lyrics by Ben Diamond
Music by Hank Stone


Take up all the wealthy peasants
And lock them in a drawer
Feed them on the lonesome scraps of dreams
Watch them ride their camels
Through a keyhole in the dark
Is that laughter in the distance, perhaps screams?
The saints are on the lookout, the lookout for the gospel,
They hear confessions from a box that’s filled with wind
The hours turn to fears, we’ve been waiting all these years
And no one blew the whistle to begin

And I ask why, why, why, was Abel left to die?
And are we all descendants of Cain?

There’s our jealousy, our anger
Get the word out to the street
Rejection is the trigger to our rage
Let the fields go fallow
Put a mark upon our heads
For all of us are players on this stage
And the gifts we sent in smoke,
You sent them back as rain
Why is this so hard to accept?
Set the fields to burn, there’s nothing more to learn
A promise never made is a promise kept

And I ask why, why, why, was Abel left to die?
And are we all descendants of Cain?

There’s a rainbow in the clouds
And it stretches to the sea
It’s deceiving, how we need to think it’s real
Like a picture of a flower
Or the memory of youth
The present sees the past as the ideal
As we wander through this land
Our trauma drags behind
Some think redemption can be paid off with a fine
Whatever we conceal, there’s something gnawing that we feel
So we distract ourselves with music or we drown ourselves in wine

And we know why, why, why,
We know why, why, why
We know why, why, why,
Abel had to die.
We are all descendants of Cain


from Diamond​/​Stone, track released March 3, 2023


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Most excellent songwright. Interpretive singer and guitarist. Harmonica hobbyist.

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