Torn Wings/ Sharp Words Holy Locust

You breath smoke into my sore throat. I cough up coal and dead leaves. You tore your wings on sharp words. Flowing like honey from your mouth. You sold your heart to the devil. For eyes to blind staring at the sun. Staring at the sun

These wheels keep turning, these wheels keep turning but how long, how long, how long?

These tracks keep running, these tracks keep running but how long, how long, how long?

I'll keep walking, I'll keep walking for as long these legs will carry me
I'll keep wandering, I'll keep wandering til the day that I die

If I die, if I die lay my body 'neath that old oak tree

You breath smoke into my sore throat