Damn, did you see the wind blow?nMan it's a cold JulynLet's go where the days grownWith pastures in your eyesn'Coz what was gonenUs babies got it right back onnNone bruised alonenAll boys on hoof, gone for bonennNight goes to mornin'nCool as alloynI wanna make hernForest is burningnPassionate boynDamn we're so close to home, yeahnStay close till mornin'nWe'll be alonenI wanna make hernOceans are burningnHalos and hornnI wanna see you on, yeahnI wanna make hernnWell all good sonsnAnd pretty please daughtersnAll sure thingsnAnd good time doubtersnAll for - for failnAll sure and your wag-time tailsnShe said, and I said, so she said (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)nSo I said Climb on high Salvation Hill!nnNight goes to mornin'nCool as alloynI wanna make hernForest is burningnPassionate boynDamn we're so close to home, yeahnStay close till mornin'nWe'll be alonenI wanna make hernOceans are burningnHalos and hornnI wanna see you on, yeahnI wanna make hernnNight goes to morningnCool as alloynI wanna make hernForest is burningnPassionate boynDamn we're so close to home, yeahnStay close till mornin'nWe'll be alonenI wanna make hernOceans are burningnHalos and hornnWell I wanna see you on, yeahnI wanna make her