Текст John Mark McMillan – The Medicine

Driving by those trucker stops
The cheap motels
Made of concrete rocks
With a hole inside your chest

I remember the days
When you said you
Weren’t afraid to die
I don’t think you’re brave for it
I just think you’re more
Afraid of being alive

If I had the medicine
I’d give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I’d bring you back home
If I was the one

But it’s four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you’re staring down another
Weekend
To silence the pain
And I’m wide awake
And there’s blood
On the promenade

Here’s to waking up with that
Stone between your ribs
And you’re lying down again
You just pretend
You don’t know what it is
When everyone around you says

If I had the medicine
I’d give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I’d bring you back home if I was
The one

But it’s four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you’re staring down
Another weekend
To silence the pain
And I’m wide awake
And there’s blood
On the promenade

If I had the medicine
I’d give you the medicine
Cause I miss you son
I’d bring you back home if I was
The one

But it’s four and ten
In the belly of the four am
And you’re staring down
The weekend
To silence the pain
And I’m wide awake
And there’s blood