I Will Kill Again

And I know that everybody has a story
And I also know too well that the trick is in the telling
And I have tried in spite of all of my misgivings
Not to be seen dragging my heels

And we drove until the road became littered with young bodies
And the tangled wreck of classic American cars
And we stared into that dark, blank night that lay before us
And nothing was said but old folks singing, "You have failed us"

And I remember color, and I remember radiance
And I recall the cruel, slow change that fell upon us
And I remember every silence on that long drive home
You turned and you said, you turned and you said
I will kill again