[00:00.10]Nothing Left to Hate - Chris Eckman
[00:00.211]Scratched in stone
[00:03.770]For anyone to read
[00:08.600]Everything belongs
[00:12.850]And then it leaves
[00:16.569]A silence that ain't empty
[00:21.47]A blindness that ain't dark
[00:25.475]We've been headed south
[00:29.473]That from the very start
[00:34.203]And the road's a shimmer
[00:38.492]On a sagebrush sea
[00:42.662]Cut between the highlands
[00:46.932]And the deadwood trees
[00:50.892]And though we started early
[00:55.150]We got here real late
[01:01.939]And we ain't got nothing left to hate
[01:13.209]Across the stones
[01:17.517]Above the flats
[01:21.476]Them shadows steal deep into our past
[01:29.733]And we shake the dead
[01:34.402]But some still breathe
[01:38.461]Yeah we shake the dead
[01:42.930]And some still dream
[01:45.829]Real late
[01:51.388]And we ain't got nothing left
[01:56.208]Ain't got nothing left
[02:00.507]Ain't got nothing left to hate

Nothing Left to Hate - Chris Eckman
Scratched in stone
For anyone to read
Everything belongs
And then it leaves
A silence that ain't empty
A blindness that ain't dark
We've been headed south
That from the very start
And the road's a shimmer
On a sagebrush sea
Cut between the highlands
And the deadwood trees
And though we started early
We got here real late
And we ain't got nothing left to hate
Across the stones
Above the flats
Them shadows steal deep into our past
And we shake the dead
But some still breathe
Yeah we shake the dead
And some still dream
Real late
And we ain't got nothing left
Ain't got nothing left
Ain't got nothing left to hate