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It's alright momma, it's so good to see you. |
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We've been out hiding for such a long time. |
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Lonesome hillsides so brown in |
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November, |
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But you'll stay the same for your whole life. |
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The tragic churchbells rang for free, hollowed out for you and me. |
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I was drunk sunday so |
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I don't remember, |
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Images come flowing like a river so wide. |
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I was on a rooftop when |
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I first discovered, |
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That you hold all your pain like a cannon inside. |
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Under revolution clouds, you fight to come up and |
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I fight to come down. |
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Every time we find something peaceful, |
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I have to go and tear it all down. |
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But the weather don't lie, babe, and you can't either, |
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Ever since you came to this faithless town. |
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Your darkened debt [?] don't bother me, |
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It blinds me like the morning sun. |
