Breaklands

The air was still
Blood in the water
Forgot the breach
Forgot the fray
Forgot the night
Death in busted armor
When he called out and turned away
Yeah the sun was castin shadows
Spreadin out like stains
Down on that muddy avenue
Down on that gutted plain

The heat from the horses mouths
And the teeth of the hounds that bay
Shots ringin out from my pistol
As the ground filled up with rain
They cut me down where the Breaklands get heavy
With Spanish bayonet and crooked sage
They strung me up neath the stars and they left me
Without a breath left to pray

So cut loose this rope from my throat
Cut loose my hands from these chains
Send home my soul to my mother
Leave my bones for the ravens
That I might fly
That I might fly
That I might fly
That I might fly

Once as a boy I dreamed of dancin
As a ghost among the leaves
In a place where the sun couldn't catch me
In the place I first believed
Now the silence is all strung together
I swear it goes on for days
Here I sway as dim as a specter
And I watch the wind wear me away

So cut loose this rope from my throat
Cut loose my hands from these chains
Send home my soul to my mother
Leave my bones for the ravens
That I might fly
That I might fly
I might fly
I might fly
I might fly
I might fly