It’s easy to talk,
but harder to breathe.
Our paths they crossed,
and took us both out
at the knees.
The jealous love
in a small town
makes you a politician
searching for any
steady ground.
I don’t want to stand still
each day,
but I can’t take steps –
the past pulls me
the other way.
And you deserve more.
I’m afraid to let you stay.
As we walk along together
a depression left by
every single step.
I knew a hunter.
Love found his aim.
I watched him set his traps.
I watched him chew through
his own leg.
I don’t want to stand still
each day,
but I can’t take steps –
the past pulls me
the other way.
And you deserve more.
I’m afraid to let you stay.
As we walk alone together
a depression left by
every single step.
We walk together
a depression left by
every single step.
We walk together…
© 1994 w/ Dan Sharp.