they call this the badlands baby
but it used to be bayou
the shore of an inland sea
but i can hear you coming
and there s a hole in the world
and the light is leaking out
spilling like water
and i can hear you coming
what foul beast stalks this way
the night is dim but i catch the scent of your arrogance
as you rear your head i can see your eyes
gleaming catching light from the moon like a pair of knives to cut me down
what new delivery is this
i saw you rise and creep across the sky and all night as i fled you came behind eating all the stars
dig to find
why the light is left
rocks and stones, skulls and bones
whispered stories, tales of glory and a tragic fall from grace
and we re still falling just like the dinosaurs |