Lyrics Letter From the Wastland - The Wallflowers
Now
coming
down
Out
of
this
swan
dive
to
your
arms
But
I
make
no
sounds
When
I
move
through
your
reservoir
But
I
wake
up
quick
And
I
wake
up
sick
As
you
abandon
me
Into
these
fields
of
rank
and
file
Through
this
cloud
I
hear
you
breathing
Through
these
bars
I
watch
them
bring
more
in
Now
I
send
back
letters
from
the
wasteland
home
Where
I
slow
dance
to
this
romance
on
my
own
It
may
be
two
to
tango,
but
boy
it′s
one
to
let
go
It's
just
one
to
let
go
Now
boy
keep
still
Now
don′t
spread
yourself
around
Get
back
in
line
Eat
your
bread
And
just
work
the
plough
'Cause
you're
not
through
They′re
not
done
with
with
you
Did
you
think
you
were
The
only
one
that′s
been
let
down
So
sleep
tight
little
boys
of
the
new
damned
Another
drop
in
the
tidal
wave
of
quicksand
Now
I
send
back
letters
from
the
wasteland
home
Where
I
slow
dance
to
this
romance
on
my
own
May
take
two
to
tango,
but
boy
it's
one
to
let
go
Now
another
bad
idea
gets
through
Down
the
assembly
line
to
you
You′re
every
bridge
I
should
have
burned
Every
lesson
I've
unlearned
In
this
smoke-filled
waiting
room
With
incarcerated
lovesick
fools
I
will
wait
for
you
to
cut
me
loose
But
until
then
I
send
back
letters
from
the
wasteland
home
Where
I
slow
dance
to
this
romance
on
my
own
Now
I
send
back
letters
from
the
wasteland
home
From
where
I
slow
dance
to
this
romance
on
my
own
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