Nomads

We clawed through brambles and we swam through mud
 Climbed over fences and kicked up some dust
 Waded through trash, waded through the weeds
 Wild dogs nippin' at our feet
 We slept in ditches and we slept in the fog
 Slept in your beds while you were gone
 Watched our lives get scattered and torn
 Hid underground and came out reborn
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 We bled some blood, we bled some oil too
 Bled on the liars so everyone knew
 Fake musicians fell and we just let 'em
 Singing if your lyrics were true, you probably wouldn't forget em
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 I met my enemies, I met my foes
 Taught 'em my songs and I just made 'em join
 Ate all the drugs that we were able to eat
 Saw the infinite and made our peace
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 We lost some lovers and we lost some friends
 Some by accident, some by our own hands
 But I ain't your mama, I won't take you home
 We're moving forward, children, from now on
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads
 Oh, Christopher, please bless these nomads