Boxcars Boxcars Boxcars Lyrics - Singles - Street To Nowhere

Love was thin thread in the seams 

of her harsh words and your soft defeat. 

but love need never decide. 

other girls are Styrofoam inside. 

Empty sidewalk, Empty street. 

Walk on weary worried feet. 

Heaven spreads above the trees, 

you set your woman down. 

and you can't recreate the sound 

of home 

Remorse is such a filthy bloodhound 

Stalks your steps, nose to the ground 

your face is cold against the window pane 

across the fields on endless waving grain 

Will you rust up come the rain? 

Will the tears erode your face? 

Its a bitter bloody taste! 

you set your woman down 

Sink back into the soil. 

Let your imagination spoil. 

Combust amongst the toil, 

you set your woman down 

and you can't recreate the sound 

of home