Badlands Here We Come - Chris Robinson Brotherhood

These black eyed dandelions

Have a taste for sweet

Never sharing with the dogs

Some are born to vanity

They see six but I see three

Who keeps marking on my walls?

Forever is an August choked with dirty weeds

Dreaming some foggy dawn

Sometimes you leave the sunshine

And sometimes it leaves you

Just a reaction to the cold

Now the brambles have all gone dry

Burnt and blackened by the sun

Into this darkling away let’s fly

Badlands here we come

Badlands, Badlands here we come

There’s words you say in bedrooms

Words you say when lost a sea

What will your truth become

And if my words were daggers

There’d be nothing to repeat

Just a cop telling people «move along»

Now the brambles have all gone dry

Burnt and blackened by the sun

Into this darkling away let’s fly

Badlands here we come

Badlands, Badlands here we come

Another jewel in the outlaws crown

Another weary memory

Something wicked has rolled into town

New rope swinging in the breeze

In the space between black and sky

In this hollows purple eve

Behind a screen door bids goodbye

Incantations to believe

The coward counts his money

In the back room of his soul

A dirty end to a darker need

The singer can’t stop cry’n

Though he never stops his song

Sing along, sing along

Sing along, sing along