Ghost Town

(альбом: So Low - 2000)

[Verse 1:]
There's a cold wind blowing in the back of my mind,
The reason for your memories.
An abandoned place that lonely and dark, here where my heart used to be.
There's an angry rage in the heat of the night,
From the two of us,
My lips are parched and my mouth is dry,
And my soul's just kicking up dust.

[Chorus:]
There's an old coyote on a hillside, howling at the moon,
Never heard such a lonesome sound.
The echoes of your memory keep coming back too soon,
Ever since the showdown. My heart is just like a ghost town.

[Verse 2:]
Angry word that fire the whip, as shoot to kill,
There are some wounds that will heal with time,
But I don't think mine ever will.
No I don't think mine ever will.

[Chorus]

There ain't nothing passing through this desert heart of mine.
There ain't nothing passing by but time.

[Chorus]