caught in the briars

the back alley's full of rain and everything's shining

as holy as she can be

the trick's in the timing

free as the morning birds

fragile as china

she's stuck in the weakest heart of south carolina

where all of the naked boys who lay down beside her

sing her the saddest song

all caught in the briars

i never meant to fall so hard in her doorway

all of the sinners here have crosses for sunday

kissed at the county fair

frisked in the city

where proof is an answered prayer but ain't it a pity

that all of the naked boys who lay down beside her

sing her the saddest song

all caught in the briars