The J. Arthur Keenes Band - Trails Lyrics
I'm up on things, but you're up on meand I've broken both my legsset aside for eternityon a nest of lonely eggsthe summer leads into dark alleyslike the mouth of something bigA gypsy curse and a pox on theefor the mess that you have madean excercise in cacophony'til we barely knew you playedand history isn't companybut it keeps you in your placea loving home where your time is freeat the bottom of a lakeBut there are trailsand I'm trailing after youthose memories you never knewleft on some trailing afternoonwhen voices trailed off too soonbut oh, I know - that you're not saneand I'm too slow - to ever gainany ground - at the rateI'm going now, or the speed of soundfell back dead on my horse's headin another human racethe steering wheel at the foot of bedisn't keeping up the chaseno ones body hears what you saidwhen you're drifting out to spaceand someone's light isn't turning red'til it hits him in the faceBut there are trailsand I'm trailing after youthose memories you never knewonly just slightly still in viewleft something old for something newbut oh, I know - that you're not saneand I'm too slow - to ever gainany ground - at the rateI'm going now, or the speed of sound
