Sugar Shack Lyrics

(Gordon) Standing on the edge of a cliff I start to slip Don't mind if I slide off Now I feel my mood start to lift I find my grip And the screaming fades away below I grab myself and spin me around I start to sprint I climb down to steadier ground If I could bushwhack it on back to the shack Behind those hills I'll find the world is finally still Run through pale dark woods To that sugar shack Breathe warm steam and hide In that old sugar shack Boiling heat Maple steam Frozen snow Then it flows When you leave Your maple dream Wait 'til spring To go again A mosaic of lies I tried to arrange In ways that shelter the blame I thought I might have made off clear With all of the loot I plucked and ate all the fruit Then I started hearing the yells And shattering Plates Drowned out by your slithering stares I was followed and chased And caught and tied up by the hate Right until I made my escape