Cheating and Warfare

 

When home is a place you’ve never been

And your love is a joke

You march out to the guns

And remember where you put your soul.

And, when the cold river is your friend

While you take it all in stride

Feel deep into you pockets

For the leftover change of your mind.

And keep in that head of yours

To keep your hands off

And roll out with those guns

They lead the way to your home.

 

Feb 2, 2008