Warden

Warden, warden, warden

Go to sleep

Wake up in the morning

Roll-call calling for

Rolling rain on the horizon

Warnin', warnin', warnin'

About a rain that never comes

Oh warden, warden, warden

Gonna be waiting a long time

A long time

The Shaky embraces

Of haunted house generations

Come home everyday with grey driftwood hands

I wanna make 10 new holes in the ground

Start over again

Uou're like a house that grew up boarded up

Straight out of the ground

Loosen up, liberate, tighten up, straight ahead

Joyful, tragic, runaround

When the world was old and we were young

We wanted to care and not care in a good way

Bent back to bear it how well you wear it

Swept back by the sweep of your own sway

Bent back to bear it how well you wear it

Scented by the sweet of your own spray

A real living promise land

Is a draft coming through the door

Milk and honey contraband

You take in vain for something more

Shovelin' smoke in your own home, on your own time

Hang the load out on the line

A lifetime to the simplest things

When you follow the wrong signs

The wrong signs.