Nomads

We clawed through brambles and we swam through mud Climbed over fences and kicked up some dust Waded through trash, waded through the weeds Wild dogs nippin' at our feet We slept in ditches and we slept in the fog Slept in your beds while you were gone Watched our lives get scattered and torn Hid underground and came out reborn Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads We bled some blood, we bled some oil too Bled on the liars so everyone knew Fake musicians fell and we just let 'em Singing if your lyrics were true, you probably wouldn't forget em Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads I met my enemies, I met my foes Taught 'em my songs and I just made 'em join Ate all the drugs that we were able to eat Saw the infinite and made our peace Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads We lost some lovers and we lost some friends Some by accident, some by our own hands But I ain't your mama, I won't take you home We're moving forward, children, from now on Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads