[spoken-word poetry] Down by the river where the black wires hum, A midnight stranger hears the kingdom come, Keys like raindrops on a cabin door, While a cold-eyed shadow counts the scars on the floor. [Pre-Chorus] Boots on the gravel, sparks in the rain, A runaway signal racing through the grain, The forest keeps secrets, the old road knows, And every dark window has a story it shows. [Chorus] Wires in the woods Wires in the woods Two kinds of danger Both come through Wires in the woods Wires in the woods One cracks the locks One cracks you [spoken-word poetry] Hackers chase ghosts through a neon sky, Psychopaths smile as the sirens fly, One speaks in numbers, one speaks in lies, Both build little kingdoms underneath their eyes. [Pre-Chorus] They ride with the thunder, they dance with the flame, Different kinds of danger wearing different names, One cracks the locks while the other cracks hearts, Two restless riders tearing worlds apart. [Chorus] Wires in the woods Wires in the woods Two kinds of danger Both come through Wires in the woods Wires in the woods One cracks the locks One cracks you [Bridge] Morning comes golden across the telephone wire, Ashes turn silver where they once fed the fire, The river keeps rolling, the wild wind still blows, And nobody knows where the dark road goes. [spoken-word poetry] Wires in the woods Wires in the woods Two kinds of danger Both come through Wires in the woods Wires in the woods One cracks the locks One cracks you Wires in the woods Wires in the woods And nobody knows Where it goes
