An idiot wind's a blowin'

You told me once that it was hopeless

that life was the way it was

You are never here and I am too

you said that its.... just because

Our soul lies on tracks that slaves laid down

our ashes make the sunset red

You taught the masses everywhere

but I never understood those words you said

I'm sorry.  

It doesn't matter now.

I can't forget your eyes that night

and the way you hang your head

Life goes on and prophet saviors die

but in the end we all retire... to our own bed

Our soul lies on tracks that slaves laid down

our ashes make the sunset red

You taught the masses everywhere

but I never understood those words you said

I'm sorry.  

It doesn't matter now.

If time would ever forget to fly

you'd slow your car but still drive by

Warm hands would touch my cold blue lips

and you would know the way I died... without you

Our soul lies on tracks that slaves laid down

our ashes make the sunset red

You taught the masses everywhere

but I never understood those words you said

I'm sorry.  

It doesn't matter now

and probably never did.