Smoke Wagons
Searching for something more
So bring us our bounty
Tarnished with disbelief
Living a life of lust
But never luxury
Her broken heart
Our broken trust
A shattered family
So say the word and I am gone
And stop
Stop holding on
To an endeavour prolonged
Your misery is the headline story
Seen by all and used by all
My weathered conscience
My strung out bones
But don't gaze upon her eyes you'll be cast to stone
So pick yourself up off the ground
There's no answers in the bottom of a bottle
That's what I've found
That's what I've found
Oh believer believe
We're swimming against the tide
With armed archers on the hillside
It's time to decide what's right
Whether we retreat or fight
Torn between two different cloths
My mind was made up but now it's not
You've made your choice its clear to me
A new girl
The high life
The big city
That's what I've found
Oh believer believe
We're swimming against the tide
Oh believer believe
With armed archers on the hillside
Oh believer believe