almost wisdom þarký sözü

got an earthquake shack near elbe.
got a garden of dyin´ cars.
covered up deep in the mud of the powerline road.

and at night i can hear the lockjaw,
and the swagger of the devil´s tongue.
comin´ on down from the wires of the powerline road.

sayin´ that tomorrow´s just a cheap shot at today.
and that we´ve gone beyond our reckoning.
and if we don´t face the troubles now, our families will betray.
and that´s the one good reason left to give.
and it´s almost wisdom.

geneva took the kids back home,
never heard from her again.
that´s back when i worked all them 12-hour days.
now i idle here wickedly, right through the thick and thin.
never to believe what i cannot live.

knowin´ that tomorrow´s just a cheap-shot at today,
and that we´ve gone beyond our reckoning.
and if we don´t face the troubles now, our families will betray.
they´ll take the one good reason left to give.

i was drunk on her suspicions,
and a fifth of early times.
i went down into elbe just to pick a fight.
and there behind the laundry house, was geneva in a car
she opened the front door and shouted to the night.

shouted that tomorrow is the last chance for today.
shouted soon we´ll have our reckoning.
shouted that the trouble here leaves us nothin´ to betray.
and nothin´ is the one thing left to give.
and it´s almost wisdom.
almost wisdom. x3