Black and White Blues

We used to stone him when he'd stone himself
Now we're throwing roses at his shell
Lets go together we can dress up nice
Fake a tear catch up with them on life
And I'm heartless, I couldn't cry

I see her now and then from time to time
Look at my watch and say I'm doing fine
I can see right through two bloodshot eyes
Should look alive next time you're telling lies
But I'm happy, I could cry

The devil in your eyes, your trembling hands
The quiet in the house, a beautiful man
A noisy mind from an ugly land
You can can learn, see some real pain

We're going nowhere on an endless flight
The clouds are getting higher every night
This disappointment feeds us all
Take a piece, pass to the next, watch him fall
and we're starving, our hunger cries

Wandering eyes stumble on a vent
That sucked the sound out of the words I sent
You can read them on the wall nearby
Above the books of safety tips and fire
And the photos in black and white

Underground we'll never stone him now
In his arms you'll ask me why and how
There's explosions hear them nice and loud
We can run, but we'll sit down now
Bradley

The devil in his eyes, your trembling hands
The quiet in the house, a beautiful man
A noisy mind from an ugly land
Where was Jesus then to hold their hands
Our clouded minds could never comprehend
Underground he must have been our friend
Your face was painted from an ugly hand
And it all could make you cry