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
