I used to look out over Ether
Beneath the cold blue glow of a scrap iron sky
I could feel the saddle shudder
I could smell the salt lake drying
I could hear the cameras ticking
I could smell the score as it fried
Man I knew most everything
Yeah we had some songs and we sung ‘em
Man I saw some mother sunsets
Shoot ‘em down and watch ‘em plummet
So many times did I get threatened
But I knew about ends, I knew about reasons
You see I had a friend and he died in the pen
Under the walls under the iron
I had a friend he was a killer of men
A killer like you but a hands on man
And man it made me want to weep
The way they took him like a child across their knee
Because if he's a child then we're all children too
And brothers three and brothers three
What in God's name did they expect to achieve
When they said inside they meant underneath

Sow hen the morning sings on these hills of tin
I'll be casting a shadow long and thin
I'll point my mare across a carpet of ribcage and spine
Hold my head down low and moan
As we start to glide