Atmosphere Lyrics - Okemah And The Melody Of Riot - Son Volt

Love is the pavement 

With spit in your heart 

Slow diamond's no laughter 

Sweep the hellhound trail 

Translate the faces 

Wash off the dust 

Smoke plume twilight 

American tears 

Prairie-burnt eyes tell the hell and break through the lens 

Feed the buildings by the coast a flagrant dance 

Wounded in the world by a single twist of hate 

It's all over now 

You're headed for the atmosphere 

Pick up the blessings 

Meet the new sky 

Supposed to live up to 

The speculation din 

Getting that old time feeling again 

Madmen on both sides of the fence 

Melody of riot in the wilderness of oxygen 

Mercy on the waterfall mist 

In the middle-class sea