Sunlight was hot, and your mother was calling    My chest burning, rising falling    Dog licking drips from our garage tap    Miles from nowhere just a little dot on the map       I believe you will lead me to a life of crime       Tore the clothes off our backs and looked into the sun    Fouled our mouths with the sin of our tongues    And with sand between our toes    And with stains on our sheets    Down there damn was done    because the flesh was weak    Flesh was weak, down there damn be done    And around our necks the shame was hung       I believe you will lead me to a life of crime       Now your tracks are still fresh    and the branches are broken    Nothing was stolen    but your window was open    I followed the tracks that you left behind    I followed the rail and the curve of your spine    And the grass still grows on the side of the road    Sun still burns    Rain still fails    Sin still burns little fiery holes    I hold on tight now to nothing at all       I believe you will lead me to a life of crime       Now my vision is dimmer    and the weather is colder    I went out for a ten-minute walk    that's the last thing I remember    That was the 5th, now its December    Hey get well soon darling, I hope you recover       I believed you would lead me through this life of crime       I believed you would lead me as the blind lead the blind.