Come on, force it down
I’m imagining
Oh, come on, force it down
I’m imagining

Imagining a place where
Homes are built on frames
And where they plant
New bulbs along our graves

Each year with the fall
Each year with the fall
Each year

And if you think you might
Yes, but if it’s not so bright
But if you’re a part
Of my whole life

Silhouettes in a window frame
Better run if he’s a boozed-up man
He won’t know if you’re white
Oh, in the night

Covering a fault with
Trials and court displays
Covering a fault with
Trials and court

If it is worth the time
To find the holy coup
About recalling all the ways
And the reasons I fall

Each year with the fall
Each year with the fall
Each year

And if you think you might
Yes, but if it’s not so bright
But if you’re a part
Of my whole life

Silhouettes in a window frame
Better run if he’s a boozed-up man
He won’t know if you’re white
Oh, in the night

Paper lamps in the parking light
You can’t see when it’s much too far
All that mist in your eyes
Oh, in the night

And maybe is it in enough time
Or fifty more is more enough, oh
To right the wrongs what you’re
Hiding in your backyard
Is standing in there since apathy
And accusations that another man, oh

'Cause you don’t have a plan
To put your life into a Christian’s hands
Never mind what your daughter is taught in school
What she remembers is what she has learned from you

Silhouettes in a window frame
Better run if he’s a boozed-up man
He won’t know if you’re white
Oh, in the night

Paper lamps in the parking light
You can’t see when it’s much too far
All that mist in your eyes
Oh, in the night