Bloodline
 作曲 : Barrie Lindsay
A dry leaf skidding across the concrete
Scraping less than its weight down my street
Ask you, Where do you go
Pulled off the side of the road
In a tall stand of grass
At the dead end of the path
You go where the hunter goes, but you don’t have a gun
Said, What am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?
Pulled back the skin and now, looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home
Tangled up on a rise
The only climber of your kind
You got a scrape on the thigh
And on the shin dried a bloodline
You go where the hunter goes, but you don’t have a gun
Said, What am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?
Pulled back the skin and now you’re looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home
You go where the hunter goes, but you don’t have a gun
Said, What am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?
Pulled back the skin and now, looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home