This is the story of a stormy old road that I know
A sad cantilever a bottle that held up its note
A prayer for the gantry, the concrete that held up your skull
Mutter and melody meet, silence and truth betroth
It's a casual thing on an evening of microphone crow
So fill me with amen and leave me hear deaf dumb and broke
The kids they will come out, the kids they will come out they come
So I will withdraw now because enough in this world
A sad cantilever a bottle that held up its note
A prayer for the gantry, the concrete that held up your skull
Mutter and melody meet, silence and truth betroth
It's a casual thing on an evening of microphone crow
So fill me with amen and leave me hear deaf dumb and broke
The kids they will come out, the kids they will come out they come
So I will withdraw now because enough in this world