Sand & Gravel
Исполнитель: Walkabouts, The
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The sky is always heavy here,
And the mules they roam in packs.
And the skulls we dragged from waterholes,
By the woodshed in a stack.
And fear don`t ever come out alone.
And the bad moon flies by night.
And the choices made won`t come again.
`Cause the first choice wasn`t right.
No time for me to wash,
The sand & gravel.
Downwinders, we still watch the sky.
And each cloud has a name.
Thunderhead & casket face.
Keep your head on, don`t breathe.
The hills will slowly cover you,
`Til their blessings are disguised.
And the choices made will travel home.
Leaving all their junk behind.
No time for me to wash,
The sand & gravel.
Got bags of ash and worry stones,
Buried by the fence.
And some Army water from a can,
Left over from the tests.
The great unwashed is out my door,
And it will lose you in a pinch.
And now that sorry don`t mean spit.
I have memorized each inch.
No time for me to wash,
The sand & gravel here.