Story Behind the Song
This song was inspired by a mentor in LaRae's life. During a special summer he taught LaRae about writing songs, riding horses and opening your heart to the mystical. He was a war veteran who knew the pain of being pulled from one world into another. He was of the Lakes people. He was gentle. Beautiful. Proud.
Lyrics
Spider
From a long line of shadows
it comes creepin’, sneakin’
on your soft warm body
spider feeding, bleeding.
Feathers and smoke, perfume and beer,
gunshots and screams, you hold all dear
and put it down to experience,
a test of will, an unpleasant itch
that leaves you wanting.
A simple time, a peaceful dream,
a love that’s true, a conscience clean
It leaves you wanting, it leaves you wanting.
From a long line of shadows
it comes creepin’, sneakin,
on your soft warm body
spider feeding, bleeding.
Your left hand is red.
Her right hand is white.
Doesn’t make any difference
in the dark of the night
when all you feel
are the whispers weighing down on you
and the bones of the past
that keep you wanting.
A simple time, a peaceful dream
a love that’s true, a conscience clean
It leaves you wanting, it leaves you wanting.
From a long line of shadows
it comes creepin’, sneakin’
on your soft warm body
spider feeding, bleeding..
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