that night we drank wine from the crazy well. shot a shotgun out the window of our automobile. we was young
and we sure had our fun. until the sheriff caught up with us and we tried to run. now we return to earth on borrowed wings
lifted from the shoulders of sweet dreaming angels. now the world beyond the world we never will reach
years for robbing them liquor stores. she took some pills in a motel room a mile from his prison cell. then she sank like
a stone to the blue bottom of the swimming pool. now she returns to earth on borrowed wings lifted from the shoulders of
the fallow field where what's reaped is what's sewn there lies a road to ruin and it's paved with our tombstones. so if
of the wings that we bear for fear they'll reclaim them and send us back there. for we return to earth on borrowed wings