Down to the Wire Songtext
von Son Volt

Wake up to the Bill Street blues
Can′t shake the news all the way to the big dawn
They're trying
The intrigues of the new royalty and the believers
In the afterlife share the same gambler′s pages
Cobblestone streets saw three sovereign flags
And they raised their glasses to conquest and nation
Still pawns playing out the legacy
Of long dead industry titans and haters of man


Feeling down to the wire
Feeling down to the wire

Plastic portrait bags fly off the trees
Proud symbols of a cavalier progress
Memories and landscapes and triage
And disappearing averages, permanent changes
No jury will have a final say
Everyone knows the jury is guilty
Faced with no plan at all
Just a trick of smile out of the moment

Feeling down to the wire
Feeling down to the wire