Flame

I've seen the world in black and white

But know where the colors have to go

I've traveled on planes and rusty trains

The steamboats on the river

These locals' heads weigh down their legs

Heavy and full with junk

I tell 'em, keep your thoughts to yourself

And let 'em be your own

There's been a broken arrow lodged in me

Since I was just a little boy

From people who focus on people

Rather than seeing how the delta reeds bend

They say I'm going down to Hell

But the hell with that

Just keep your sins to yourself

And let 'em be your own

Well, my little son, he carries on

What we have left of my wife

Perched on a bench like two birds

Counting boats, we talk of her

They say my baby went down to Hell

But the hell with them

Just keep your sins to yourself

And let 'em be your own

What you feel now, I know that I feel too

From the promises of a life that I once knew

'Cause you are a flame off of me

I'm a flame off of you

'Cause you are a flame off of me

I'm a flame off of you

You are a flame off of me

I'm a flame off of you