Hard Lines, Hard Times

We got word about the sunlight
It’s much hotter now than it was back before us
I’ve been staring at the crack beneath the doorway
With the lock turned just enough to keep my enemies away
Hard lines, finding where I lie, hard times
When you took me out to the desert
And the open sky redeemed my hesitation
And the evening sun turned your hair, you’re golden
Made me forget I didn’t know where I was goin'
Hard lines, finding where I lie, hard times
Breathing up all those cigarettes
On your old front porch
It’s been restored but
I still see where we used to sit
There’s a burn mark on the plastic armrest
Memory please don’t fade
Like a photo left out in the pouring rain
Don’t fade, don’t fade
Hard lines, finding where I lie, hard times
Hard lines, even when I die, hard times
Hard lines, finding where I lie, hard times