I know, i know, the doors won’t close, the pipes all froze, just let it go
Argue with me, i’ve got plenty of dishes and time, cords in a bind, knots that we make, fatal mistakes, let’s recreate an easier time
Because i still can’t find you

Glass of gin and a folding chair
Sitting out by the wading pool, chlorine blue
Rush of wind passing over me
Restless nights
Chin up, cheer up
My love’s another kind

I want you to know
when I look in your eyes
with every blow
comes another lie

You think its alright
You think its alright
You think its alright
you think its alright

Can’t you feel the knife?
Can’t you feel the knife?
Can’t you feel the knife?
Can’t you feel the knife?

In the wind, in the yoke, my ride will go
Central, remote, any further and I’ll know
Pressing matters bear
Through trials and time, I keep my feet right in line for flight so we never recognize
Pressing matters bear, anable wear and tear on you, tear on you
Remind me
Tear on you, wear on you

Wide eyed and up in arms, my little brother was a solemn one
He always had his quiet corner
Pride of my countrymen, my little brother will be born again
Just give us back our quiet corner
Now go back to the other side of my bed
I’ll go back to the place where you get started
And I’ll sleep, just put the pillows under my head

Juan from Argentina, such a strange predicament we find ourselves in
Baby it’s a long way to South America
Every option I have costs more than I’ve got
If you trust in me, if I could I would be there
All I have to give seems to be all over you and everyone else
I guess I’m guilty spreading thin with my love
If you trust in me, if I could I would be there

I’ve looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can’t find the cello or yet the French horn
And I can’t find the harp
I don’t know where it’s gone
and of course you can’t go without that
I’ve looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can’t find your clamshells, your file or your drill
and your sheepskin-lined jacket is eluding me still
and of course you can’t go without that
I’ve looked in the attic, the cellar and the hall
I’ve looked in the studio, study and all
I’ve looked in the chest where I thought it should be
I’ve looked in the greenhouses- one, two and three
I’ve looked everywhere, Mr. Forbes
but I can’t find the
and oh why oh why can’t I think what I did with that ol’ skill and die
and of course you can’t go without that
You can’t possibly go without that

My messenger in disguise
makes up for such short goodbyes.
You can’t come home again.
Each time it’s different.
And the yards around your feet fall away while you’re asleep.
Each day, spend it with me now.
All my time, spend it with me now.
But each day spend it with you now.
All my time, spend it with you now.
But out here, no one can hear me,
out hear no one can hear me

My love’s another kind
From the first morning light, I can follow along, chance to stumble and find, what turns out to be wrong
And my love’s another kind
From the top, children yell
You can’t talk to me now
You can search for a while, when you’re rumbling around

When I clung to you there was nothing to hold on tight with, you left me adrift
Colorado, what now?