Passenger — Bullets

[Verse 1] Oh, well, he’s been collecting since the age of nine Every shiny bullet that he could find Built himself a house with the wooden floors Put the shiny bullets in a chest of drawers [Verse 2] Well, his wife’s long gone and the kids are grown The trees, they fall down on their own Memories fade like an old slideshow But the bullets still shine like coins in the snow [Verse 3] Well, one day he took himself into town When the men with the truck, well, they came around They took the television and the gun from the wall Oh, and almost every bullet from the chest of drawers Oh, no, oh [Verse 4] Well, he came back home, found the house in a mess Run into the bedroom and the old brown chest Well, he didn’t care much for the VCR But he cried for the space where the bullets were [Verse 5] Well, the men took the truck down into town And they sold all the silver they had found But they couldn't sell the bullets 'cause they weren't live rounds So they dug a big hole, put the bullets in the ground Oh-oh-oh, no, oh-oh, I... [Outro] Well, he doesn't leave the house much anymore 'Cause the men are gonna come like they did before And he'll hold onto the three or four Bullets that they left in the chest of drawers Well, the bullets that they left in the chest of drawers