Kiss the Dirt (Falling Down the Mountain) (1986, from Listen Like Thieves)



Playing in the dirt
We find the seeds of doubt
Don"t water them with your tears
Don"t think about all the years
You"d rather be without

Eden let"s me in
I find the seeds of love
And climb upon the highwire
I kiss and tell all my fears

Falling down the mountain
End up kissing dirt
Look a little closer
Sometimes it wouldn"t hurt

Playing in the dirt
We find the seeds of fun
And we scream like alleycats
Tearing down what we attack
To prove that we are one

Cutting through the night
And we find the seeds of lust
And loose our minds on one intent
These passions never seem to end