Won't you come down
And plow from town to town to town
Always the first one now so
I was the last to know
3,000 miles, your car wiped through home to home
Or am I a stranger? Always new, always leaving
I thought I was someone that you call home that you call someplace
I just keep calling
(Does) anyone remember you well?
Without charm now the days have grown so long
And I need to stop again
Each lightbulb is standing at my hands
There must be something that I can do now
Something you told him
Like blasting my (?)
Someone who knows what they're doing
But I'm not sure I'm ready to go (?)
I'm gonna follow you down and say
"I've got your pictures of no place"
I'll bet you should be one
But why can't you tell?
You're 10 days late, a quarter short of a dime
I feel like a car wreck
I've had enough of the numbers you're doing to me
There must be something between us usually standing so still
Am I heading for a funeral?
You're looking like you're looking at a goat (?)
Plus I keep ready to go
I'm gonna follow you down and up
I've got your pictures of no place
That you showed me once
