(J.R. Robertson)

Well I know she's a tracker, any scarlet would back her

And they say she's a chooser, but I just can't refuse her

She was just there, but then she can't be there no more

And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees

But just before she leaves, she receives.



She's been down in the dunes and she's dealt with the goons

Now she drinks from the bitter cup, I'm trying to get her to give it up

She was just here, I fear she can't be there no more

And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees

But just before she leaves, she receives

It's long, long when she's gone, I get weary holding on

Now I'm coldly fading fast, I don't think I'm gonna last

Very much longer.



"Well she's stoned" said the Swede, and the moon calf agreed

I'm like a viper in shock with my eyes in the clock

She was just there somewhere and here I am again

And as my mind unweaves, I feel the freeze down in my knees

But just before she leaves, she receives