Cities of the Red Dust

To find and kill your first enemy
The desert is the place to be
And the wind sweeps the shadows
Through the cities of the red dust
There's a light at the top room's window
And the silhouette of a young girl singing
While a lone pick-up picks the rust
That covers the streets of the red dust

I'm not going anywhere
Anymore, nowhere

Never walk away
Call it a day
Watch for the clues, forget the news
Don't touch anything
Tied to a string
Stripped to the bone, this is no home
Please give me your name
Please give me your name