.

on down

I lost the voice on the radio
somewhere in the red sky
chasing it down
into the setting sun
the car is dying
on the side of the road
I walk on down
the broken yellow line

the light was like this long ago
spread out on a hillside
watching a train
race out of town
her lips were moving
soft against the sound of steel
let's go on down
and fuck between the rails

warm breath
those slow hands
they stripped me down
on down

a dirty baseball hat
pulled low across my eyes
a cowboy hero
riding into town
my shadow stretches
so far behind
we walk on down
a long unbroken line

never far behind
never far behind
never far behind
we move as one

cold breath
those dead hands
they've stripped me down
on down

until the light shines through my skin

you'd better hide your eyes
the light shines through my skin
the light...
the light...
the light...

 

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