Bobby Long Penance Fire Blues
I see papers and papers Stacked up in formation Which mean much before They're lined in the fire
As a bottomless heat goes To harness your anger Your blood and Your deepest desire
Because there's no truth stolen That is ever brought forward From the minds of the rioters Looking face down on the gutter
Cause this world's full of thinkers And suffragette speakers Who deny that they ever wear a dress Oh this god forsaken town's in a mess
hey
And all the truths we let out loose Is desperate to amuse As it grabs you by the throat And strings out all the times you've used
But now you don't belong Whisper when you speak Turn yourself to nighttime Trying to find your feet
Oh let me run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run So let me run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run
But as the morning awakens That light sends a shudder Twist of hope that held you down Is left to rest and stir
You back down a hallway To flourish the darkness And you fool yourself You did it all for her
aah oh hey
And all the truths we let out loose Is desperate to amuse As it grabs you by the throat And strings out all the times you've used
But now you don't belong Whisper when you speak Turn yourself to nighttime Trying to find your feet
Run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run Oh let me run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run
Seen your face before Rich boy playing poor Ravaging the whores Ignoring constant calls
But now you don't belong Whisper when you speak Trying to find the nighttime Now you try to find your feet
Run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run Let me run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run Run lord (lord lord lord) Run lord, let me run
