meanwhile out where nothing starts

out where the railyard ends

the sun above is trying to kill himself

we were watching the skies again



why do we come down to brownsville

year after year after year

the was the question we never ever posed

ringing like a siren in our ears



down on the mexican border

in the unfathomable heat

with our shirts tied around our waists

and the world at our feet



we looked at one another's bodies

figured we looked alright

ready to die if we had to

watching the skies all night



and i was sure my heart would break

when the sun sank down into california

i felt your breath on my neck, it was hot and wet and pure

and i wanted to warn you



and it's all coming apart again

it's all coming apart again

it's all coming apart again

it's all coming apart again