Boneyard Moan - The SleepWalkers
Written by:Cliff Johnson
Stranded on down by the highway side
Stranded on down by the highway side
I could never understand
Why the taxi driver man
Always gotta slow down to deny me
Just keep driving by me
I'm not fit to beg or plead
Like a hangman always trying to pick a fight
Like a hangman always trying to pick a fight
I just had to move
When he knocked me off my groove
I buckled underneath the heavy load
Now I'm set to ramble
Searching high and low for things I'm owed
Deep secrets in the countryside
Deep secrets in the countryside
It's four o'clock at night
Nothings don't feel quite right
Have to wonder if someone's trying to off me
Cause it's dark enough out here
To go out on a killing spree
The signal on my mobile phone
Vanished down this one way road
The leaves and the trees leave warnings
The bone yard moan like a lullaby painted in grey
I gotta get myself out of this jam
And get myself back to the jam
The outskirts of this town
Everything's shut down
This can't be the place I gotta go
I cann't recognize these streets
Oh mercy how'd I get so low
One thing I got regret
I never got to crack the lonely lovers code
So heaving as I bleed out
Alone on the side of the road