It's alright momma, it's so good to see you We've been out hiding for such a long time Lonesome hillsides so brown in November But you'll stay the same for your whole life
The tragic church bells rang for free Hollowed out for you and me
I was drunk Sunday so I don't remember Images come flowing like a river so wide I was on a rooftop when I first discovered That you hold all your pain like a cannon inside
Under revolution clouds You fight to come up and I fight to come down
Every time we find something peaceful I have to go and tear it all down But the weather don't lie, babe, and you can't either Ever since you came to this faithless town
Your darkened debt don't bother me It blinds me like the morning sun