The interstate it runs away



A blur of head and tail lights splay



In all directions from the place you stand and wait



And now, you can laugh about it now 



Cause you can live without it now— 



The ghetto low sounds…





This river bends until it breaks



This heart of darkness just one spark is all it takes



Morning's a lepers skin that mends



The pieces fall back into place



This river bends until it breaks



And now, you can laugh about it now 



Cause you can live without it now— 



The ghetto low sounds…





Boy & the street choir make a sound so sweet



It twists and lifts, suspends belief



About Mobile her water breaks



The Virgin's due, whatever it takes



To make it bleed



And now, you can laugh about it 



Now, cause you can live without it



Now— the ghetto low sounds…