Cities of the Red Dust

To find and kill your first enemy The desert is the place to be And the wind sweeps the shadows Through the cities of the red dust There's a light at the top room's window And the silhouette of a young girl singing While a lone pick-up picks the rust That covers the streets of the red dust I'm not going anywhere Anymore, nowhere Never walk away Call it a day Watch for the clues, forget the news Don't touch anything Tied to a string Stripped to the bone, this is no home Please give me your name Please give me your name