When the Wicked Go to Sleep

Take me down deep
Where the ocean weeps
Under blue skies
Where the sailors go to die

She ain't got money
But she's got my soul
She keeps it locked up
Hidden under floorboards

Dusty little boy
Running in the street
Kicking up dirt
Screaming like he broke his knees

Well I turned sixteen
Bought a brand new gun
I took it outside
And tried to shoot the sun

Will I always run away
Waiting for the love to change
Will she always come to me
Late at night when the wicked go to sleep

So I walked downstairs
With a bird in my hand
Saying, "We're not gonna get there, we're not gonna get that"

She took me by the arm
And lead me out back
Down to the river with a smile and a soft laugh

Will I always run away
Waiting for the love to change
Will she always come to me
Late at night when the wicked go to sleep

The river ran quick
The water flows swift
But we walked through
Like two birds of a feather

She set me down soft
And I brushed off
The grains in her hair
She laid me down right there

Will I always run away
Waiting for the love to change
Will she always come to me
Late at night when the wicked go to sleep