The Long Road Ahead (feat. Tom Morello & Eleanor Whitmore)

Mother may bell's in a a quiet hell
I hear a gun and a heart and slay bells
I'd say things have changed quite a bit
Since I was young and mother didn't give a shhh
I can't be saved it's too late
But with a little help I might concentrate
Long enough to start believing just to make sure your still breathing

No time for the broken hearted
Got to finish just what we started
The only promise to the pour departed
Is that they wind up dead
Just as sure as holy violence
We starve our songs in silence
Were all looking for a little guidance
Down the long road ahead

There's a cold breeze through city streets
Blows leaves like dreams neath busy somewhere in an easy chair
Somebody's momma crying, cause baby ain't there
My baby's so lazy like to lay around drive me crazy