Rome Lyrics

We pulled into Rome

With blood in our eyes

After days of travelin'

Months of lies

Taking our various

Turns at the wheel

Taking booze

And pot and cigarettes

Anything not to feel

No one had slept

No one had eaten

Our bodies were bad

Our spirits were beaten

Together we dragged

All of us down

As we staggered through Rome

Blaming the town

Blaming the students

For worship of others

Blaming the cops

And blaming their brothers

And never quite looking

Ourselves in the heart

And minute by minute

Growing further apart

Julia, Julia

Where have you gone?

Why have you vanished

Off of my lawn?

Julia, Julia

Where is your truck?

Where have you driven

With all of my luck?

But even old bull fighters

Their grave stones in sight

Must search 'till they unearth

One last bull to fight

And so it was with us

So near to the end

One last story to tell

One last hill to defend

One glance to avoid

One guitar to strum

One untruth to be told

One last song to be sung

And you, the most brilliant

Most driven, most keen

Jewel of a bastard

I ever have seen

And you and your turn

A good bitch of the nile

So real to the end

Nothing left to defile

And me in the middleDan Bern - Rome - http://motolyrics.com/dan-bern/rome-lyrics.html

Along for the ride

The unwilling distraction

From familiocide

And knowing our weaknesses

No one refrained

From picking

And prodding

'Till nothing remained

Julia, Julia

Where have you gone?

Why have you vanished

Off of my lawn?

Julia, Julia

Where is your truck?

Where have you driven

With all of my luck?

And now in this kitchen

Miles from home

Miles from anything

Miles from Rome

Rome was a bust

Rome was a scream

Rome was the final

Rapid eye movement

To this dream

We scattered like leaves

Like pieces of dust

Warriors watching

Their swords and shields rust

And now as we descend

To couches and clocks

To closets and appointments

Let us drink to the rocks

Let us drink to the sand

To the winds which have blowed us

Let us drink to the rivers

Let us drink to the road

And if you travel this far

From either conscience or greed

Have one piece of advice

That I think you should heed

If ever your travels

Take you this far from home

Consult your map carefully

Stear clear of Rome

Julia, Julia

Where have you gone?

Why have you vanished

Off of my lawn?

Julia, Julia

Where is your truck?

Where have you driven

With all of my luck?