Tallahatchie Pass

Put the love back in your holster
It's a long way before Tallahatchie Pass
You can get out when you're older
But for now you've got to keep on kicking ass

You fell for a poet
But words can only tell you what you want to hear
You get out when you're older
But half the fun is knowing when to let [?] steer

What lies before us
Can sometimes take and shape us by will
Lost in a circle
Round and round we go
Until we cannot feel

You hear the chain gang
But you can't hear the whispers in the wind
Let love become a mirror
And reflect the hurricane that you feel within
Let the sunshine in

Put the love back in your holster
It's a long way before Tallahatchie Pass
You can get out when you're older
But for now you've got to keep on kicking ass

You fell for a poet
But words can only tell you what you want to hear
You sometimes think you blow it
But half the fun is knowing when to let [?] steer

What lies before us
Can sometimes take the shape of a spinning wheel
Lost in a circle
Round and round we go
Until we cannot feel

You hear the chain gang
But you can't hear the whispers in the wind
Let love become a mirror
And reflect the hurricane that you feel within
Let the sunshine in

Let the sunshine in
(Repeated)