Shot with footage from our winter 2007 European tour. This was the first song on our second album

Here are the lyrics

Church Mouth

Sell me, I'm a skeptical boy
And if you need help I'm not easily found
We met the man in the deep deep south with the gritty smile and the
dirty old church mouth
"my breath was short better hit the ground runnin"
papers, read and weigh down the stands
It's cold here and waiting weighs on this man
still not full, I need a pass and a page
march stepped some steps and it spoke some war tongues flickered about
that dirty old church mouth
fill me up with money gold cause ain't nobody ever need me
my salt was skin of maps made whole gotta get out gotta sell this soul
I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
stroll about through these forks and roads find me in the pines in the
sleet and cold
Shine on, in this brilliant paced pulse
all I need in this life is this love
"march stayed with the dirty old church mouth"
fill me up with money gold cause ain't nobody ever need me
my salt was skin of maps made whole gotta get out gotta sell this soul
I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
stroll about through these forks and roads find me in the pines in the
sleet and cold
We met the man in the deep deep south with the shit teeth smile that
poured about the church's mouth
fill me up with money gold cause ain't nobody ever need me
then take me to the steeple let the preachers hands a bathe me
"march stayed with the dirty old church mouth"
I'll be better when the sleep comes and finds me
fill me up with money gold cause ain't nobody ever need me