Blindman's Bend from Translator by Mark Ward

Four stone people in the rain
They head out west where the stories are laden
The driver poured his life down a drain somewhere
The others were making the same journey
The milkstars between the rainclouds
A conscience collected- Feels a little warmer
The torch songs on the radio
Made the rain dance with the windshield wipers

Here you're all naked suns
This'll make you weep and then you're gone
You'll find me out on the blind man's bend

The mission bells keep a ringing
The distant swirl of a playground rhyming
There's always something pulls you from the brink man
Over broken glass to your breakfast table

Here son- Sun bakes the sand
And rocks of all ages strewn toward a heaven
You'll find me out on the blind man's bend Ooohh
(break)
(bridge)
Drive, to the coast- Uncover ghosts
dreaming for you, Baby baby baby
it's a you- Drives me here
Out here love- Where the souls laid bare

And on any other day man
You'd rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Bullet hail on the window pane
And there's no name for this kind of lonesome

Here son- We're all naked suns
This'll make you weep and then you're gone
You'll find me way out on the blind man's bend
Near here- The sun bakes the sand
And rocks of all ages strewn toward a heaven
You'll find me way out on the blind man's bend
Out here there’s a wicked wind
And rocks of all ages strewn toward a heaven
You'll find me out- Way out on the blind man's bend

Rocks of all ages, strewn towards a heaven.

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