Sunlight was hot, and your mother was calling nMy chest burning, rising falling nDog licking drips from our garage tap nMiles from nowhere just a little dot on the map nnI believe you will lead me to a life of crime nnTore the clothes off our backs and looked into the sun nFouled our mouths with the sin of our tongues nAnd with sand between our toes nAnd with stains on our sheets nDown there damn was done nbecause the flesh was weak nFlesh was weak, down there damn be done nAnd around our necks the shame was hung nnI believe you will lead me to a life of crime nnNow your tracks are still fresh nand the branches are broken nNothing was stolen nbut your window was open nI followed the tracks that you left behind nI followed the rail and the curve of your spine nAnd the grass still grows on the side of the road nSun still burns nRain still fails nSin still burns little fiery holes nI hold on tight now to nothing at all nnI believe you will lead me to a life of crime nnNow my vision is dimmer nand the weather is colder nI went out for a ten-minute walk nthat's the last thing I remember nThat was the 5th, now its December nHey get well soon darling, I hope you recover nnI believed you would lead me through this life of crime nnI believed you would lead me as the blind lead the blind. n