Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman - The dogs of tijuana lyrics

We are the dogs of Tijuana Filled with garbage and stones In the streets and in the fields Cursed and crushed beneath the wheels But together we are strong Our songs echo in the darkness Down the machiladora's halls Where Brother Solomon was tortured The one tree in the orchard Casts a shadow on the wall The way is hard and long But the dogs are coming home We are the dogs of Tijuana Left for dead in the ravine In the arroyos and the valleys The sewers and the alleys We shiver and we dream So, don't stop to ask directions If you think you've lost your way The wrath of the lion Is the wisdom of God And every dog has its day The way is hard and long But the dogs are coming home We crossed the tin can cardboard slums And to these pastures came Into the hands of wicked men Sold by the hands of strangers There'll be no silver lining, friend Of that I'm sure So, shake my hand one last time Cause brother, this is war We are the dogs of Tijuana Watching every road into town A rising sea without a shore Right outside your door So, why weep now? The way is hard and long But tonight we're coming home We are the dogs of Tijuana Howling in the night The world will not end in fire It will not end in ice It will end when we arrive