[Verse 1]
From the wagon I saw the hat boy riding by
Now their daughter's paralyzed, she's paralyzed
From the window she saw the handprints of a child
But the children both are dying, both are dying
[Chorus x2]
The moldy bread sat on the table till it turned to dust
The mother locked her in the closet feeling it was just
The water's flowing from the faucet running red with rust
Or is it blood?
[Verse 2]
Across the Wheatfield I see the father wave goodbye
Then he disappears from sight, he's gone from sight
And in the evening she dresses up and dyes her hair
For a man who's never there, he's never there
[Chorus]
Or is it blood?