Letters from the Wasteland

Letters From The Wasteland -The Wallflowers
Written by ：Jakob Dylan
Now coming down out of this swan dive to your arms
I make no sounds when I move through your reservoir
But I wake up quick
And I wake up sick
As you
Abandon me into these fields of rank and vile
Through this crowd I hear you breathing
Through these bars I watch them bring more in
Now I send back letters from the wasteland home
Where I slow dance to this romance on my own
It may be two to tango
But boy it's one to let go
It's just one to let go
Now boy keep still
Now don't spread yourself around
Now get back in line
Eat your bread and just work the plow
'Cause you're not through
They 're not done with you
Did you think you were the only one that's been let down
So sleep tight little boys of the new damned
Another drop in the tidal wave of quicksand
Now I send back letters from the wasteland home
Where I slow dance to this romance on my own
It may take two to tango
But boy it's one to let go
Now another bad idea gets through
Down the assembly line to you
You're every bridge I should have burned
Every lesson I've unlearned
In this smoke filled waiting room
With incarcerated love sick fools
I will wait for you to cut me loose
But 'till then I'll
Send back letters from the wasteland home
Where I slow dance to this romance on my own
Now I send back letters from the wasteland home
From where I slow dance to this romance on my own