Letters From The Wasteland (Album Version)

Letters From The Wasteland (Album Version) - The Wallflowers

Written by：Jakob Dylan

Now coming down out of this swan dive to your arms

I make no sounds when I move through your reservoir

But I wake up quick

And I wake up sick

As you

Abandon me into these fields of rank and vile

Through this crowd I hear you breathing

Through these bars I watch them bring more in

Now I send back letters from the wasteland home

Where I slow dance to this romance on my own

It may be two to tango

But boy it's one to let go

It's just one to let go

Now boy keep still

Now don't spread yourself around

Now get back in line

Eat your bread and just work the plow

'Cause you're not through

They're not done with you

Did you think you were the only one that's been let down

So sleep tight little boys of the new damned

Another drop in the tidal wave of quicksand

Now I send back letters from the wasteland home

Where I slow dance to this romance on my own

It may take two to tango

But boy it's one to let go

Now another bad idea gets through

Down the assembly line to you

You're every bridge I should have burned

Every lesson I've unlearned

In this smoke filled waiting room

With incarcerated love sick fools

I will wait for you to cut me loose

But 'till then I'll

Send back letters from the wasteland home

Where I slow dance to this romance on my own

Now I send back letters from the wasteland home

From where I slow dance to this romance on my own