Lyrics

Going down, to the part of town
Where the river runs dry, and the beds are low
You have passed into a blind man's home
Tires slashed by the side of the road

Kid's on fire, with a loaded mind
Simple manners, a touch of the wild
He has passed by the youth of his soul
Bodies lie by and give way to the bones

There's a ray of sun of his grave
If the light shines right
Underground in the rain
They lose sight
Faces blend into days
That never wake

Girl's on fire, with a flaming heart
Never loved a man, she didn't tear apart
She has passed in the wind of a train
Gave birth with her hands in chains

There's a ray of sun of her grave
If the light shines right
Underground in the rain
They lose sight
Faces blend into days
That never wake