Chris Whitley

New Lost World

Chris Whitley


When at last I was left for dead 
the dissident sister took me in 
underground at the edge of time 
desire alone forgoes the crime 

In the new 
the crime in the new lost world 
into the new 
into the new lost world 

She goes unscathed against the sky 
empires and nations flyin by 
over the hills the truths divide 
desire alone to be her guide 

Through the new 
into the new lost world 
through the new 
into the new lost world 

We trace them engines in the sand 
we taste them tensions on the wind 
divined to run a highway raw 
desire alone against the law 

In the new 
the law in the new lost world 
into the new 
into the new lost world