(Townes Van Zandt)

My days they are the highway kind

They only come to leave

But the leaving I don't mind

It's the coming that I crave

Pour the sun upon the ground

Stand to throw a shadow

Watch it grow into the night

And fill the spinning sky



Time among the pine trees

It felt like breath of air

Usually I just walk these streets

And tell myself to care

Sometimes I believe me

Sometimes I don't hear

Sometimes the shape I'm in

Won't let me go



I don't know too much for truth

But my heart knows how to pound

My legs know how to love someone

My voice knows how to sound

It's a shame that it's not enough

It's a shame that it is a shame

Follow the circle down

Where would you be



You're the only one I want

I've never heard your name

Let's hope we meet someday

If we don't it's all the same

And I'll meet the ones between us

And be thinking about you

And all the places I have seen

And why you were not there