Freewheelin/Dreamin

I thought it curious you said i came to die
Told me i'd seen hell, abyss behind their eyes
We walked the streets, gangs of undead
We know their secret but don't mention the curse

Steam of the night, warming the stones enticing
I see one; You show me them all
A backseat orgy of decay
People who have seen it all, my intentions laid bare against a wall

You gave me my things, I didn't stand on ceremony
But I came back in, you were holding the phone and crying
You said you'd seen the future, full of promise and belief
Your tears stopped dead, you said cold, you don't ever want to leave