Текст John Mark McMillan – Carbon Ribs

A thousand pairs of firey eyes
Burn like a serpent down the highway 5
As the long amber tail to Los Angeles unwinds
I’ve got His resurrection down in side my skin

Cause I’m a dead man now with a ghost who lives
Within the confines of these carbon ribs
And one day when I’m free, I will sit
A cripple at your table
A cripple by your side

A thousand miles of pain I’m sure
Led you to the threshold of my hearts screen door
To tell me what it is I’m dying for
Gravity comes like a cold, cold rain
To lead me to the rope again
But someone is standing in my place

Cause I’m a dead man now with a ghost who lives
Within the confines of these carbon ribs
And one day when I’m free, I will sit
A cripple at your table
A cripple by your side
A cripple at your table
A cripple by your side

And I sit beside you
And I sit beside you
And I sit beside you
And I sit beside you