I can't be broken down
By the gun
Of an angel at my side

In the black scimitar parade
Over sounds held up by a saint
And the smoke from a guilty gun
Is showing
Is showing me itself

I can't be broken down
By the gun
Of an angel at my side
The shifting moons of my mind
Keep me floating over streets
Of a town I'll someday leave

Not broken down
Not broken down
Not broken down

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Saw the sign in the saints glow tent
Drop to the ground
And the people ran to a place
Where the pavement was soaked
With the life of a holy ghost
And a fox hovered over the crowd
And she mocked and destroyed the sound of the cries of the cries in the eyes of the lord, who gave me a message and saved my soul
I can't be broken down, by the sign
cos it's life or death to me

The shifting moons of my mind
Keep me floating over streets
Of a town I'll someday leave

Not broken down
Not broken down
Not broken down
Not broken down