there's a big dog fence, a 3-state border
a drinking house with a few drunk men
no one does much talking, there's a stink in the air
you're not supposed to be there - your time it has come,
your time has come
they got miles and miles of sharp reinforced wire, what
goes on there on the other side?
the weather out here is unforgiving - relentless and
determined, heartless and dry
and it just goes on
i don't want to go no further
you can if you want to, Salt
you can hide out in the night for confessional reasons
reach inside your heart until the thoughts all gone
no one here's expecting you to find any answers
there ain't no answers, the quiet is strong
i don't want to go no further
you can if you want to, Salt
the dead trees neath the water
with the branches pointing out far and wide
these deeds done by explorers - they hide
and it just goes on