J. Tillman - Laborless Land Lyrics

So in toll with a broken handIn some Labourless landWhere the going is freeI don? t need a song to tell meI don? t need old histories warningYou rest up a child I hung in manDaylight daylight daylightDaylight daylight daylightI don? t need a song to tell meI don? t need old histories warningFor what I saw the blood red morningI don? t need a song to tell meI don? t need old histories warningFor what I saw that blood red morningDaylight daylight daylightDaylight daylight daylightI don? t need a song to tell meWhat I saw in the blood red morningWhat I saw that blood red morningI don? t need a song to tell meWhat I saw that blood red morningWhat I saw that blood red morningWhat I saw in the blood red morning