The storm whispered in my ear
"Your turn to take the bullseye"
With the force and praise of jack straw crows
Knock, knock, knocking at my door
But after twenty years I hang my spurs
On the perch of these telephone wires
They used to drag on cupid heels
With true north in their compass
Wandering in circles
With nothing left to lose
Carved on a mountain where a pale horse rides
The bible, yes the bible is the truth
Can you read my palms?
Can you read me heart?
Can you read my lips?
Can you read my thoughts when I close my eyes and I ride
And I ride like the devil's son
With vultures flying overheard
And pecking at my carcass
They cauterize those highway lanes
That lead us out of darkness
Wandering in circles
With nothing left to lose
Carved on a mountain where a pale horse rides
The bible, yes the bible is the truth
Can you read my palms?
Can you read me heart?
Can you read my lips?
Can you read my thoughts when I close my eyes and I ride
And I ride like the devil's son
Can you read my palms?
Can you read me heart?
Can you read my lips?
Can you read my thoughts when I close my eyes and I ride
And I ride
Can you read my palms?
Can you read me heart?
Can you read my lips?
Can you read my thoughts when I close my eyes and I ride
And I ride
Can you read my palms?
Can you read me heart?
Can you read my lips?
Can you read my thoughts when I close my eyes and I ride
And I ride like the devil's son