Words never speak the evils among us
The sun slowly sets on the ranch built before us
We can let the golds burn to red
You can bet we'll turn our heads
Because the truth's too much for us to ever lend a light to it
Medicine man's in town
Lift me off the ground
These dirt floors are much too cold
But I am none to old
To live life in decay and sleep away my demons
Look out on the line
Your linens aint so white
See all the grays that taint your sheets Through the haze that wastes you feet
But the sun shines so bright you can barely pierce your eyes through it
Words never speak the evils among us
The sun slowly sets on the ranch built before us
We can let the golds burn to red
You can bet we'll turn our heads
Because the truth's too much for us to ever lend a light to it
Here inside this can
Is the life I could've had
All the joy we could've shared
Will never end this disrepair
My tears I drink though they will never reach my stomach
In the garden stands our tree
But there's secrets underneath
Roots tangle around the bottles
That are buried around the bottom
Look down to broken glass, hold the branch that is your last stand from it
Words never speak the evils among us
The sun slowly sets on the ranch built before us
We can let the golds burn to red
You can bet we'll turn our heads
Or we can catch the light before its out
And bring some life back to this town
But I know we've been beat, we will never see the sunrise
Because the words we never speak only lead up to good-bye
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