Stood aside Far and wide In baneful black I hung my head
Orange warning On a red sky morning Your big talk went on all day Thunder rumbled Watchdog grumbled In the West the fires howled Idle shadows looming
Stifled a laugh Tethered at last But I could never pin you down Held the line on the beaten path Like a junky drunkard Who never got the knack Of moving on
The sun prevailed The four winds wailed I fell to work Digging dirt Built an earthen haven To conceal my hurt It fell to dust
I'm the clinging vine Whenever you leave town Too inclined to pine I'm climbing down
Without your rain My desire withered Like a hard up mummy In a dried up river Felt like I was burned alive I strained my throat But I could not cry
I knew this time You weren't coming back The mesa overgrown The cows too fat And me a skittish skeleton With crazy bones to crack
