Tombland

I've been looking over your shoulder
To see what you might do
The house has grown a little bit colder
Silvers, greens and blues
I've seen a few
I've seen a few

You were telling me how living
Always struck you as kinda tough
But the fact of the matter is matter of fact
You do, like me
Believe in love
Believe in love

But truth won't help you any
It's not a question of desire
Not a question of desire
It's not a question of desire

Tell me all about it sister
Tell me is the going good
I heard those devils came back round
Just like you knew they would
You knew they would
You knew they would

But you said "They can't burn me brother
I was born in a ring of fire
I was born in a ring of fire
I was born in a ring of fire"

I've been looking over your shoulder
To see what you might do
The house has grown a little bit colder
Silvers, greens and blues
I've seen a few
You've seen them too