What's Left Unsaid

Oh Farmers work out in the field
Cooks they work in the kitchen
Reap your harvest, roll your wheels
Reason with your addictions

Oh the Workers built the house 
Never got their pay
Do your best, do without
Do not lose your way

It’s all in your head
It’s all in your head
It’s all in your head
It’s what’s left unsaid

Oh I love the way you say goodbye
Like we’ll never meet again
But it never makes you cry
Cause you know it’s not the end

Oh Bloody footsteps in the sand
Of the desert world
Oh there’s almost no place left to stand
Or dance with my pretty Arab girl

Lonesome, nowhere, lost, outdone
Runnin’ against the wind
Do not worry about the outcome
When you’re wrestling with your sins

Screaming sirens, flashing lights
In your rearview mirror
Have no fear, don’t put up a fight
Move along there’s nothing here

Bend the truth, do not lie
Twisted, torn up, broken
Pack your suitcase, say good-bye
To what you’ve left unspoken