Sand & Gravel — текст песни (Walkabouts, The)

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.