Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Exiles, artist - Son Volt. Album song American Central Dust, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Concord, Rounder
Song language: English
Exiles |
| Shots are filled and boredom killed |
| The last chance purple of dawn |
| Pagan roads and catacombs |
| Lost on the way to the heart |
| Bar souls and shifty eyes |
| Grievances to the government |
| San Francisco, New York, New York |
| The best religion is faith in man |
| Too far along to live alone |
| Chasing a world to call your own |
| The sting of mortality |
| A reminder renewal only happens within |
| The damage has been determined |
| There’s a different set of rules closing in |
| History repeats while the sick machine roars |
| Hustlers and wolves walk freely through the door |
| But when you go leave a smile on your face |
| We’re exiles now pulling out of this place |
| Too far along to let alone |
| Chasing a world to call our own |
| Too far along to let alone |
| Chasing a world to call our own |