said you didn't need no horses on the ground
no satellite to trace his little head
i stopped for a drink then i left without a sound
but the stories they followed me

someone stole the right words
to try and frighten me
come down i am sure, sure of who i am
'cause the chorus is my sword
and the lighting's in my hair
the seasons i recall
are the ones that i have shared
there's violence in my heart
and i guess i had

through the milano storms and the blossoms through the week
i saw this battle born, i was holding you in the street
ended by my house, 'cause a red light's warm indeed
and these men about will be shouting out to me

'cause i want to be high
yes i want to be bright
oh there's something on my sleeve
won't ascribe, won't abide
by the words that you might keep
and if what you say
'cause it might be true i've got to go
go and find you, i'll wait for you this time
go and find you, it's hard to let it slide

you sang, you sang
with your bitter armies behind your eyes
on my shoulder on my keychain
with your lightning sticks and your surprise
i've known this, yes i've known this
that the devil was tired but sure to begin

wanted to be sure of these things
thought you might be strong
didn't know what the seasons would bring
if i had stolen south, i'd call it honest and say
and along with the chorus line i sang as you went away
what's outside your don't let the rain in

said you wanted more than stories in the sand
no heavy bellied caution around your neck
you loaded up the sick and cut your mother's hand
scraped and washed her clean

someone stole the songbird
and tore its book from me
come down i am sure, sure of who i am
'cause the chorus is my sword
and the lighting's in my hair
the seasons i recall
are the ones that i have shared
there's violence in my heart
and i guess i had