Cold As Clay (The Grave) by Chemikal Underground published on 2012/08/30 13:52:19 +0000 For those of you familiar with the splendidly diverse sonic explorations of the Phantom Band, you’ll be well aware of how important a component the luxuriant, baritone croonings of Rick Anthony are to The Phantom Band’s sound. Whether it's ‘Island’ from Checkmate Savage or ‘Come Away In The Dark’ from The Wants, Rick's vocal imbues them with a memorable, timeless quality which augurs well for this beautiful collection of spartan folk composed under his Rick Redbeard moniker… Lyrics: There’s a fire there if you care to light it. There’s a sleeping bag we could climb inside; we could get cosy- try and get that spark back into your eyes. For if death could not destroy this love then surely now we’re free from the jealousy; from the name-calling and perpetual misery. For there is a grave on the far side of the woods that bears your name but now lies empty. The fools are nearly on us now; I see them with their flaming torches, their sharpened knives, their baying hounds and howling wives. And you are as cold as the clay on the banks of the stream as I lay down by thee. There is a grave on the far side of the woods that bears your name but now lies empty. And there’ll be a place when we reach the other side there you will lay in my arms forever.