Splinter's Crop Lyrics

He wandered in slow and sat at the bar by her side

Drank a Whiskey Sour and told her she'd lied

About her, about him, about everything

The law was closing in, coming over the plains

She said, "let's go to the mountains, I'd like to explain

About me, about you, about this little refrain"

So they drove on up to Splinter's Crop

Where the ghosts are still tied by their torturer's knot

To you, to me, and to all that we've got

He went to the edge, she came up behind him

He said, "I can feel your breath, but not your skin"

She said, "We can soar like eagles or we can float like confetti

It's all up to you, so don't act so petty"

He took her hand then and said, "Okay

There's a storm brewing up and it's been a long day

For you, for me, and for all our wrong ways"

She leaned to him closer and whispered his name

"You must know that I love you, but this is no game

For you, for me, or for all who take blame"

So they jumped off the edge, as the sirens, they blared

Well, they landed on a ledge and he broke both of his legs

For her, for them, and for all that he'd pledged

In that old paddy wagon, they rode back to town,

Medical treatment for him, and from her not a sound

Well, they didn't make bail, the judge sent them down

"It's all over," he said as he tightened his gown