back on board
aztec camera
heard it said it's a stupid thing
everything that i follow through
abandoned with the taste of the new
every time that whistle blows
'cause even after all those words
touch me when the sun comes up and
we'll take a train to the graves again
that we can learn the value of life
kick the snow with our shoe-heels
shivers give me a smile in the night
i'd kiss you with the lips of the lord
but to be honest to goodness
i feel i have to wait for the word
every time that whistle blows
the strangest something went to sleep
digging through those dustbins