Lyrics Dead Man's Clothes - Son Volt

Dead Man's Clothes

Who do you answer to?
No one there, just pride
Will that water mix with blood
To make the hollow man decide?
No more dead tides or red tides
Wash over in this dream
I’m going, going downtown
In a dead man’s clothes
Just hollow legs, hollow platforms
Kickback parties and raising dimes
Exit left number 65
This nightfall’s made up my mind
No more dead tides and red tides
Wash over in this dream
I’m going, going downtown
In a dead man’s clothes