Robert Kent Voss - Life of Crime Lyrics

Coming home to this life
Driving hard from Abilene
The Hum of the highway soothes my mind
Easing the turbulence in the scene

I was a magician till the day you left
I could pull anything from my sleeve
Filling dark corners with my whiskey breath
Thumbing through the pages of our dreams

Got your call on Saturday morning
And I left everything by noon
They say a father should never bury his son
But I can't leave that up to you

And I keep thinking of him in those overalls
Throwing a ball back to you
Me at a distance cause I took a call
From a woman that I hardly knew

Woah this life of crime
It's a fairytale of tragedy soaked in red wine
Gods only business here is to balance out the divine
Without me and you there'd be no other side
Without me and you there'd be no other side

Pull into town with the light
Past the park and his swing
Couldn't see our house through these watery eyes
I could feel you in everything

Stepped out of the car put on my magic cloak
Tried to recite one of the spells I wrote
To wash away the things we'd done