I used to look out over Ether Beneath the cold blue glow of a scrap iron sky I could feel the saddle shudder I could smell the salt lake drying I could hear the cameras ticking I could smell the score as it fried Man I knew most everything Yeah we had some songs and we sung ‘em Man I saw some mother sunsets Shoot ‘em down and watch ‘em plummet So many times did I get threatened But I knew about ends, I knew about reasons You see I had a friend and he died in the pen Under the walls under the iron I had a friend he was a k**er of men A k**er like you but a hands on man And man it made me want to weep The way they took him like a child across their knee Because if he's a child then we're all children too And brothers three and brothers three What in God's name did they expect to achieve When they said inside they meant underneath Sow hen the morning sings on these hills of tin I'll be casting a shadow long and thin I'll point my mare across a carpet of ribcage and spine Hold my head down low and moan As we start to glide