American Triangle (Album Ver.)

Seen him playing in his backyard Young boy just starting out So much history in this landscape So much confusion so much doubt Been there drinking on that front porch Angry kids mean and dumb Looks like a painting that blue skyline God hates fags where we come from Western skies don't make it right Home of the brave don't make no sense I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in wire Left to die on a high ridge fence It's a cold cold wind It's a cold cold wind It's a cold wind blowing See two coyotes run down a deer Hate what we don't understand You pioneers give us your children But it's your blood that stains their hands Western skies don't make it right Home of the brave don't make no sense I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in wire Left to die on a high ridge fence It's a cold cold wind It's a cold cold wind It's a cold wind blowing Somewhere that road forks up ahead To ignorance and innocence Three lives drift on different winds Two lives ruined one life spent Western skies don't make it right Home of the brave don't make no sense I've seen a scarecrow wrapped in wire Left to die on a high ridge fence It's a cold cold wind It's a cold cold wind It's a cold wind blowing It's a cold cold wind It's a cold cold wind It's a cold wind blowing blowing wind blowing