Memphis in Winter - Michael Chapman

We’re passed the end of nowhere

All along the worn out plane

Where the devil eyes await

And it gets too dark to rain

It gets too dark to rain

Never going through the darkness

Never ever leave my sight

There’s just too many crazes

And you can die just beyond the light

They say that Jesus saves

Ha well, I’ve seen none of that down here

I just see people with a hunger

I just see people with a fear

And I can see the jungle roaring

All those huddled in steam

Are they just some hungry mouths to feed?

Or the bitter end of dream?

Where the river comes a-rolling

Where the levy tends to break

We’re to walk the streets at night, well

It’s not a risk that you would take

'Cause it’s cold, it’s cold down the river

But you can see the Memphis bell

This is no scene from heaven

This could be seen as hell

We’re passed the end of nowhere

All along the worn out plane

Where the devil eyes await

And it gets too dark to rain

It gets too dark to rain

It gets too dark