America beneath my feet I'm sorry for the blood Along these endless streams Of anguish guilt And what's in between Highway sighs Concrete and lies Gathering believers
We leave at night by candlelight You stay close or you might die There's no one else but us alive Everything between us
Can you fly? Somehow get to me tonight There's a few things on my mind If you have the time
I know you see the anger In my eyes but that's just that Someone get to me in time Before I loose the line
