Cowboy Junkies - The Post Lyrics
Eyed it, dried it, untied itChilled it, spilled it, refilled itTaste it, traced it, erased itHes my post to lean onAnd I just cut him downSo Im out to land on somethinHopefully a boy will come to me at the groundEyed it, dried it, untied itChilled it, spilled it, refilled itTaste it, trace it, erased itHes my post to lean onAnd I just cut him downSo Im out to land on somethinHopefully a boy will come to me at the groundHes my post to lean onAnd I just cut him downSo Im out to land on somethinHopefully a boy will come to me at the ground