Crooked Sky

Shadows on the trees, break my bones

My heart on the breeze, sinks like a stone

I've been here before, not with you

I may be a liar, but I'm one of the few

So shadow take over from a liquid high

Who's gonna drink the water now the well is dry

Standing here holding up my hand to a crooked sky

The steel is cold, against my face

The wind is blowing, but not out of place

Grab me a story, one from the past

I'm heading for glory, but I know it won't last

So shadow take over from a liquid high

Who's gonna drink the water now the well is dry

Standing here holding up my hand to a crooked sky

I shout the night, don't complain

You speak of your worries, don't mention my name

I made a deal, with a preacher's son

To handle my hours, when I'm on the run

When I'm on the run, when I'm on the run

So shadow take over from a liquid high

Who's gonna drink the water now the well is dry

Standing here holding my hand to a crooked sky

Standing here holding my hand to a crooked sky

Standing here holding my hand to a crooked sky

Standing here holding my hand

Standing here holding my hand

Standing here holding my hand to a crooked sky