Look to the left just a little so I can see your face keep to the sides of the tunnel till the streets are safe we move to the hills at night a view to the east look for the eyes in the forest where your morals sleep
And I got my lo hi hopes no hi hopes
Roll back the tape for a minute let me hear what you said tell us the truth a confession it will clear your head he said hey little man where should we meet meet me on main up at keefer where the laurels weep
And I got my lo hi hopes no hi hopes
Kept the weight off when we found out what was happening now we're out in the bleaching sun conversations turned to blood and ammunition so we're down in the quickening sand yeah were drowned in the quickening sand
Kept the weight off for so long conversations turned to blood and ammunition while we're waiting for the call conversations turned to blood and now we know
And just because I'm gone you don't sing my song because you never sang along