The Paradise Motel - The Witnesses Lyrics

As a nation lay sleeping
Maybe we see things
Maybe we dream them
I, the wheelchair
I clean the hood
The sun gathered the tears
I took the tent down
I took a phone call
And the wind swept away all the tracks
Laid through the visions
Of writers and newsmen
Oh God, he gestures
Oh, lonely nation
I kept a picture
I wrote a letter
And I kept a midnight vigil
My wife tracked the footsteps
We found her guilty
And the dish ran away with the spoon
And the moon cast ephemeral shadow
And the rock was a twilight cradle
The anguished grieved, a wreck in the wake
Of a breathless, haunted country