Blood (The Middle East cover)

Red Rabbits, Of Vice And Men

The sea, the sea rolls on just like a wagon train.
All that's passed is another blue country lane as we fly.
Balanced on the edge of a knife.
We'll light out at the break of night and we'll die.
Tow all our luggage into the sea,
Throw another wave at me.
You should know they talk in our town,
You're the prettiest one to stumble out.

A Slight Rebellion

Find me a slower country, and we'll be the first ones there.
The lit up city at nightfall. I can feel the world pass me by. 
To think I could do no wrong, it's about time
We saw the surfaced sea drown a subway line.
Merrily, merrily, we welcome in the new year.
Merrily, merrily, we welcome in the new year.

A Slower Country

See the lights go out downtown,
And the shake of the waltz simmers down.
Maybe on a rare occasion we could do, I'll treat you to
The cigarette gardens where we shoot the blues.
Mind the merry-go-round 
As it smacks you in the face.
I don't care, it's not my fault, I wouldn't dare treat you fully as you deserve.
Shoot you a glance here and there.
She took a pen out of her pocket and traced right on her lips
Shapes that make her systems weak.
I thought I'd get somewhere telling her the right way to learn
To get some sleep on it.

The Blue Route