Our hometown's in the dark I won't let them win, go quietly Where we're from A shadow tilts its head at me Spirits in the dark are waiting Be the one, be the one I know, I know There's no sun We're no one

As long as we're out there Somewhere where we can go Get away from it all, get lost And god only knows where we'll go And hell I don't care As long as we're out there, yeah PFG's coming cross the creek Z71, headlights shinin through the trees The boys

Movement of Jah people Move(ment of Jah people) Exodus, all right, movement of Jah people We know where we're from (Movement of Jah people) send us another brother Moses (Movement of Jah people) from across the Red Sea Movement of Jah people, oh, yeah

Angie, Angie Where will it lead us from here With no lovin' in our souls And no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied When will those dark clouds all disappear You can't say we never tried Angie, you're beautiful But ain't it time we say

Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces Now that we're lonely, now that there's nowhere to go We lost faith, in the arms of love Where you been hiding lately Where you been hiding from the news? Because we've been fighting lately We've been

I never told her where the fear comes from In the time we were undone Give me my month as a lucky one Let me see where she is going Oh let me see where she has gone Let me see where she has gone Help me back south with my changing love Ever told her

Building up a stack of bones Keeping up with the Jones Getting us all so jacked and jaded Baby if you're asking me Love is really all we need Everything else is overrated, overrated Or where it is you get your name from We're going down if we don't

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips I will not ask you where you came from We should just kiss like real people do I had a thought, dear However scary About that night The bugs and the dirt Why were you digging? What did you bury