Bordertown

Called out like a fog horn from a river ship at night As it passed under the bridge they built in 1929, Trying to bring us back together; Trying to bring us back to life. Let the water from the gutters lift the spirits in the room As the dead dance to the heartbeat of a hollow beggar's tomb, Trying to bring us back together into ritual commune. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. Is there anybody out there who can come for me tonight? Is there anybody out there who can comfort me tonight? Can you bring me back together? Can you bring me back to life? In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a city of roses. In a city of roses. Is there anybody out there who can come for me tonight? Is there anybody out there who can comfort me tonight? Can you bring me back together? Can you bring me back to life? In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. In a run-down bordertown. Won't you lay me down in a city of roses? For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails. Won't you lay me down in a city of roses? For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails. Won't you lay me down in a run-down bordertown?