Mark Lanegan Isobel Campbell Follow

Twisted and crushed, black metal and bones
Who passed the buck? Who pressed my flesh to yours?
Spilling like wine and sweeter than tears

Oh, I hope we more than survive
With trembling visions that terrify
So who built the road? Who turned it all around?
Picked through the wreck scrambled in the dust

Who built the road? Who was the foolish one?
Step at a time, two hearts in the fire
Who lit the touch? Who fanned the flames?
With sparks in the dust, spent rivers of desire

Oh, why don't we learn from mistakes?
We stumble along with so many more to make
So who built the road? Who could foresee?
That the answers we sought were many miles to go

We were so lonely at times
Fading away, sitting side by side
And we built the road, we were the chain gang
The cross that I bore the devil at my side
Dark angel within the everlasting fire

Twisted and crushed, black metal and bones
Who passed the buck? Who pressed my flesh to yours?