DESCRIPTION:
hey brother / we'll make some money / i swear we'll make it out of here / our father / our father figure has changed his shape / the shadow cast for his sons
brings an ominous shade / we're under the highway now / praying for rain, devising ways to get out / all the signs on the side / of the highway read
night-crawlers for sale / pockets full of change / dirt under our nails / if this crazy scheme works / my faith will be restored / we'll replace
the unkindness of familiar faces / with a stranger's new words / that will flow like the ocean / we've come so far to see / oh brother
you and me / we'll trade these changing leaves / for smog sunsets and brown palm trees / with martyred earthworms
crucified on hooks / it's small price to pay / to be somewhere new