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