When I look in the mirror,
All the worry and pain of raising me.
Don't know how I wound up
When I look in the mirror,
When I walk in the valley,
Sing down the hillside and
Burlington, twenty -nine years
When I walk in the valley,
Blow and blow, crack your cheek
Blow and blow right to the bone
Nothing blows through you
With my brother beside me,
We skip down the sleepers
But I still feel him placing
Blow and blow, crack your cheek
Blow and blow, right to the bone
Comin' blows through you like bein'
Though your anger is lathered and torn
Your penitence won't keep you warm
Throw a stone to the gust of the
gathering storm and be gone
Blow and blow, crack your cheek
Blow and blow, right to the bone
Blow and blow, crack your cheek
Blow and blow, right to the bone
In the shopping malls, in the motel rooms
In the billiard halls and the absolute
There's a shadow that passes over me
And I feel the call of memory
Blow and blow, crack your cheek
Blow and blow, right to the bone
