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.