Every door was open
Nothing was stolen
But you've gone all in
Houstonbroken
You could barely hear the thunder
It left us all to wonder
If you think this is hopeless
Every shadow is smoking
This here has happened for a while
I don't even know what to say anymore
It's on my shoulders somehow
You've got to get yourself out
With this kind of thing, you watch what you say
Get scuffed up by the stand
Watch the stage
Wash off
If it ever trickles down, you'll see
That every heavy brow on The Isle
Is your best friend
Carried out on a stretcher
Under the eyes of the lecherous
As they bloom
From the depths of the pit
Say I don't believe this undertow
Tow, tow, tow...