Carbon Ribs - John Mark McMillan

A Thousand pairs of firey eyes
Burn like a serpent down the hwy 5
As the Long amber tail to Los Angeles unwinds
I've got resurrection down in side my skin
But for all my revealating I just can't make sense
Of this gravity we're in
Cause I'm a dead man now
With a ghost who lives
Within the confines of these carbon ribs
And one day when I'm free I will sit
The cripple at your table
The cripple by your side
A thousand miles of pain I'm sure
Led you to the threshold
Of my hearts screen door
To tell me what it is I'm dying for
Gravity comes like a cold cold Rain
To lead me to the rope again
But someone is standing in my place
And I sit beside you