[Verse 1] Boot prints In the powdered glass Rust wind Singing through the overpass Sun’s a dull coin Lost in the sand Your name on a sign Half-buried Half-slant [Chorus] These are the melodies of the wasteland Hummed through the holes in a burned-out can Every cracked throat making its stand Singing Singing Melodies of the wasteland If the world falls quiet We still won’t bend We’ll be the noise that remembers it all [Verse 2] Shopping carts Rattling down the bones of a road Billboard saints Peeling in their Sunday clothes I keep your picture Folded in my left boot heel Talk to the dust Like it could answer what’s real [Chorus] These are the melodies of the wasteland Hummed through the holes in a burned-out can Every cracked throat making its stand Singing Singing Melodies of the wasteland If the world falls quiet We still won’t bend We’ll be the noise that remembers it all [Bridge] We trade old words For water and wire Hold up the sky With a fence made of tires But late at night By the skeleton trees I hear lost cities Floating on the breeze (oh) [Chorus] These are the melodies of the wasteland Hummed through the holes in a burned-out can Every cracked throat making its stand Singing Singing Melodies of the wasteland If the world falls quiet We still won’t bend We’ll be the noise that remembers it all We’ll be the noise That remembers it all
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