Chris Robinson Brotherhood Badlands Here We Come
These black eyed dandelions
Have a taste for sweet
Never sharing with the dogs
Some are born to vanity
They see six but I see three
Who keeps marking on my walls?
Forever is an August choked with dirty weeds
Dreaming some foggy dawn
Sometimes you leave the sunshine
And sometimes it leaves you
Just a reaction to the cold
Now the brambles have all gone dry
Burnt and blackened by the sun
Into this darkling away let's fly
Badlands here we come
Badlands, Badlands here we come
There's words you say in bedrooms
Words you say when lost a sea
What will your truth become
And if my words were daggers
There'd be nothing to repeat
Just a cop telling people “move along”
Now the brambles have all gone dry
Burnt and blackened by the sun
Into this darkling away let's fly
Badlands here we come
Badlands, Badlands here we come
Another jewel in the outlaws crown
Another weary memory
Something wicked has rolled into town
New rope swinging in the breeze
In the space between black and sky
In this hollows purple eve
Behind a screen door bids goodbye
Incantations to believe
The coward counts his money
In the back room of his soul
A dirty end to a darker need
The singer can't stop cry'n
Though he never stops his song
Sing along, sing along
Sing along, sing along
