Randall Bramblett
Confident Thieves
A whip-smart smile and a rusted dreamPulling roses from the rainDown on I-16Down here something is about to giveAnd the barb wire stars whisper I might liveThese mud tracked boots are full of rain and nailsthe dark fills in where the light has failedNeon dirt is turning red as bloodYou can see your story written in the bloodYou and me, we're confident thieveswe've never been caught, and we never will bewe steal our way through the chain-smoke windand we'll go back home, where we never have beenThe iceberg drunks are drifting slow and tiredThe silver moon hangs on a circus wireDown here something is about to giveThe barb wire stars whisper I might liveYou and me, we're confident thievesWe've never been caught, and we never will beWe steal our way through the chain-smoke windAnd we'll go back home, where we never have beenA whip-smart smile and a rusted dreamPulling roses from the rainDown on I-16
From Letras Mania