Walking Backwards

Strange river rolling
Moved as it pushed by green
Cigarette ash falling from the sky
Why you gotta be so mean
Dinner at the rues
No earth to cling to
The trees take off their clothes
As they lay down on the road
Thinking about a film back home
Moved it to be closer
I had a sight to see
What bribes the wholesome
To trade in vitality
I can’t find no eyes TO LOCK WITH MINE
Nowhere we can drive when THE CITY IS DYING
Dogs bark in tunnels
The shadows have gone to sleep
Ink on the walls and ink on the arms
Walking backwards in my father’s dream
Seeds all twisted
Myth of fertility
The colors all gone with the birds for a new song
What will become of me
Moved it to be closer
I had a sight to see
What bribes the wholesome
To trade in vitality
I can’t find no eyes TO LOCK WITH MINE
Nowhere we can drive when THE CITY IS DYING
I can’t find no eyes TO LOCK WITH MINE
Nowhere we can drive when THE CITY IS DYING
Take it slow, pale in breaths
And my body’s a mess
Take it slow, pale in breaths
And my body’s a mess
I can’t find no eyes TO LOCK WITH MINE
Nowhere we can drive when THE CITY IS DYING
I can’t find no eyes TO LOCK WITH MINE
Nowhere we can drive when THE CITY IS DYING