Grant Lee Phillips Killing A Dead Man
Oh you rush and you run
To the ends of the earth
Is your work ever done
Oh and what is it worth
Blood on your hands
Killing a dead man
Time and again
Time and again
Oh this curse of your name
Aint no shower of stones
That’ll wash it away
So ya wander alone
Blood on your hands
Killing a dead man time and again
Time and again
Time and again
Knelt by the low waters and wept
Spilt every last
Secret ya kept
Oh my troublesome twin
On the verge of collapse
Will this night put an end
To your sorrow at last
Blood on your hands
Killing a dead man time and again
Time and again
Time and again
Time and again
