Crawl After You

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