The Broken West - Emba**y Row lyrics

Who are you To offer me Any comfort? Who are you To see me inside? The city map Collapsed and cast upon the river Past emba**ies, I drive By the starlit reservoir, we park in our best I straighten my brother's tie Too late now to face the crowd Sudden d**h, we have suffered and survived With the plastic off With a past that's told I'm the fingerprints on the picture I'm the Christmas tree on the ground I'm the fingerprints on the picture I'm the last of the echoes no one heard I was told I would get it when I got older The losing hands, the moving vans Seems to me now there is no getting over Now there's only getting back Welcome home with those empty arms Where is your loving woman? (She has moved on) I'm the fingerprint on the picture I'm the Christmas tree on the ground I'm the fingerprints on the picture I'm the last of the echoes of the goodbye no one heard The goodbye no one heard The goodbye no one heard The goodbye no one heard