Would-be believers beat plowshares to spears,
Will miracles happen on my frontier?
My frontier.
Congenital lovers whose crimes are too dear,
All these self-betrayals on my frontier,
My frontier.
'Neath my face is a graveyard, all my days buried here,
The people that I've been, on my frontier,
My frontier.
Hurry sundown, bring us low,
Take us beyond out faces,
Kick it apart,
Kick the whole world apart,
Hurry sundown, bring us low,
Take us beyond out faces,
Kick it apart,
Kick the whole world apart,
And the night will absolve us, wipe the slate clean,
Maybe not for a lifetime, for just one day,
Just one more day.
And would-be believers beat plowshares to spears,
Will miracles happen on my frontier?
My frontier,
My frontier,
My frontier,
My frontier,
My frontier,
My frontier,
My frontier.
