Life of Crime

Sunlight was hot, and your mother was calling

My chest burning, rising falling

Dog licking drips from our garage tap

Miles from nowhere just a little dot on the map

I believe you will lead me to a life of crime

Tore the clothes off our backs and looked into the sun

Fouled our mouths with the sin of our tongues

And with sand between our toes

And with stains on our sheets

Down there damn was done

because the flesh was weak

Flesh was weak, down there damn be done

And around our necks the shame was hung

I believe you will lead me to a life of crime

Now your tracks are still fresh

and the branches are broken

Nothing was stolen

but your window was open

I followed the tracks that you left behind

I followed the rail and the curve of your spine

And the grass still grows on the side of the road

Sun still burns

Rain still fails

Sin still burns little fiery holes

I hold on tight now to nothing at all

I believe you will lead me to a life of crime

Now my vision is dimmer

and the weather is colder

I went out for a ten-minute walk

that's the last thing I remember

That was the 5th, now its December

Hey get well soon darling, I hope you recover

I believed you would lead me through this life of crime

I believed you would lead me as the blind lead the blind.