| Song | A Weary Horse Can Hide the Pain |
| Artist | The Low Anthem |
| Album | What The Crow Brings |
| A dying dog can smell the rain | |
| A weary horse can hide the pain | |
| When the riverbeds dry just hold your tongue | |
| Folks dig the lies they hang upon | |
| Here in Nashville | |
| Our best laid plans our patient dreams | |
| Fell through our hands between the seams | |
| When the riverbed's dry keep it all inside | |
| Grow your hair and hide folks dig the lies |