I come with three wounds in my side and bleed on the porch my pick-up shines moonlight won't you light up the door I'm too long on my own yes I've buddies I know but none of them know what I was 'fore I's grown are your bellies so full that my voice has no pull are you warm in your wool yes I've broken your rules and flown I come with three wounds in my side and wait in the yard your windows the color of night I have travelled so far just to stand here again with my pockets of sin full of places I've been I was blown by your wind come and bandage my side I'm what became of your child you are sleeping inside you should come help me die cause soon I will be done