M. Ward Follow

I cannot be depended on to lie here
and casually watch as you go waltzing by
I've been shooked so bad that I cannot stand to utilize my feet
so I gotta crawl after you, tell you who I am

I was raised by a tribe of Vegas cowboys
who claim I was born from a union dust and wind
and when I came came of age, well i sailed away,
a pine cone on the rio grande
and I gotta crawl after, tell you who I am

and today is the day I caught up with you
I see you walking by the cafe mirror
oh should I stay here on this bus stop bench
so strange to see you after all these years

So I cannot be depended on to lie here
and casually watch as you go waltzing by
I've been shooked so bad that I cannot stand to utilize my feet
so I gotta crawl after you, to you i am