Indian Summer

Summer is lost now
 the frost is closing in
 to the cold gospel dollar
 the poor man walks in sin
 i can't get no entrance
 the doors all in rows
 i pray into the distance
 let me outta these heavy clothes
 I beg
 indian summer i need some return
 so hard to get warm now
 and so easy to get burned
 down on the pavement the laws are learned
 it's so hard to get warm where
 it's so easy to get burned
 When a sister called up
 and said that love had broken down
 i said there too much ice around here
 to find no solid ground
 well i just squeezed a season
 from this paper bag
 i pray to the burning tires
 wrap my feet in rags
 Begging
 indian summer i need some return
 it's so hard to get warm now
 and so easy to get burned
 down on the pavement the laws are learned
 it's so hard to get warm where
 it's so easy to get burned
 Now the sky is empty
 the street is sweating tears
 communion at the station
 for a million grinding gears
 well i'm riding out this century
 the harvest engines sing
 from the church of mercenaries
 to a naked virgin spring
 I'm singing
 indian summer i need some return
 it's so hard to get warm now
 and so easy to get burned
 down on the pavement the laws are learned
 it's so hard to get warm where
 it's so easy to get burned
 Hard to get warm where
 it's so easy to get burned