Calexico - Black Heart

From the CD Feast Of Wire spring is frozen now I’m stuck in low wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart can’t find no poison, now I’ve got no cure (the) fangs are stuck inside my skin payne county line watching unjust claims one man’s righteousness is another man’s long haul, sentence carried out long haul, counting the miles to the four corners of the world spring is rusted shut, (faith’s) coiled and cracked apparitions worth their weight in gold scratched in metal, name erodes away hands are scarred, he