prison grove
Singer:zevon, warren
an icy wind burns and scars
rushes in like a fallen star
looking down on prison grove
hours race without a sound
gonna carry me to where i'm bound
looking down on prison grove
hold me up for the fateful knock
when they walk me down in a mortal lock
shine on all these broken lives
they say you'll hear your own bones crack
when they bend you back to bible black
then you'll find your love
some folks have to die too hard
some folks have to cry too hard
take one last look at the prison yard
shine on all these broken lives