The Boxcar At Turtle Creek
Skydog Music
Oh my lovely man
Take me by your rugged hands
Pull me close, under the Turtle Creek bridge, and lets listen to the boxcar wisp on by as sunlight graces his clerestory
We can forget the world was ever burning
Have one night to ourselves
Under the American skies
No more sirens, no more alarms
No more bloodshed, only us in each other's arms
If it was oh so easy to forget this fucked up world
Only so easy to spend the night alone with only love
But the expressway cars burn, the children inside scream
The commander only laughs and all the brainwashed do is dream
The dream that is saturated by, the blood at Turtle Creek
