The Broken West

Come on inside my room and sit down for while We got some master son who's sure to make you smile Came in off the Rio Grande One bottle of Nichol's in his hand Sun down, blood horizon, now it feels alright No one feels the darkness down in the valley

We sit around looking for flaws in the diamonds We sit around spillin our ice cubes on the lawn We sit around finding our way through the darkness Well we waste our time when we could be righting every wrong. I get along kicking myself in the lightni