作词：天竺
作曲：天竺
Old Jack in the corner praying to his dice
That's his only Jesus his little paradise
The lady at the bar whiskey in her glass
Watching the ice melt waiting for the past
Some pray to the dollar some pray to the crown
On this dusty highway we're all breaking down
Everybody's waiting for a sign from above
This is the call ringing in the dark
Leaving a scar leaving a mark
They look up to the heavens I just look at my shoes
Making it to tomorrow
That's the only God I choose
The man on the TV selling you a dream
The old man in the pawn shop losing every seam
In this rusted city nobody is awake
We are just wild dogs chasing down a break
This is the call ringing in the dark
Leaving a scar leaving a mark
They look up to the heavens I just look at my shoes
Making it to tomorrow
That's the only God I choose
No stairs of gold
No gates of white
Just mud on my boots
And a cold cold night
This is the call ringing in the dark
Leaving a scar leaving a mark
They look up to the heavens I just look at my shoes
Making it to tomorrow
That's the only God I choose
Make it through the night
Just one more day
