Sunlight was hot,and your mother was
calling
My chest burning,rising falling
Dog licking drips from our garage tap
Miles from nowhere just a little dot on the
map
I believe you will lead me to a life of crime
Tore the clothes off our backs and looked
into the sun
Fouled our mouths with the sin of our
tongues
And with sand between our toes
And with stains on our sheets
Down there the damn was done
because the flesh was weak
Flesh was weak,down there damn be
done
And around our necks the shame was hung
Now your tracks are still fresh
and the branches are broken
Nothing was stolen
but your window was open
I followed the tracks that you left behind
I followed the rail and the curve of your
spine
And the grass still grows on the side of the
road
Sun still burns
Rain still falls
Sin still burns little fiery holes
I hold on tight now to nothing at all
Now my vision is dimmer
and the weather is colder
I went out for a ten-minute walk
that`s the last thing I remember
That was the 5th,now it`s December
Hey get well soon darling,I hope you
recover
I believed you would lead me through this
life of crime
I believed you would lead me as the blind
lead the blind
(David McComb)
Post je objavljen 16.01.2007. u 15:27 sati.