Cowboys - Portishead

Did you sweep us far from your feet?

Reset in stone this stark belief?

Salted eyes and a sordid dye

Too many years

But don’t despair

This day will be their damnedest day

Oh, if you take these things from me

Did you feed us tales of deceit?

Conceal the tongues who need to speak?

Subtle lies and a soiled coin

The truth is sold, the deal is done

But don’t despair

This day will be their damnedest day

Oh, if you take these things from me

Undefied, no signs of regret

Your swollen pride assumes respect

Talons fly as a last disguise

But no return, the time has come

So don’t despair

This day will be their damnedest day

Oh, if you take these things from me

Oh, if you take these things from me