In a freeway trailer,
the horses flash golden manes
You puff the vapor and blow it off the windowpane
My heavy braids fall like ropes pulling softly at you
Urging you to look in my direction
The dark hair at dusk flaunts her coral lips at sunset
You are fussing with the tape-ed I am teetering,
pacing at the edge of you
Mining for a breach in your inflection
In the canyon land a rock with a twitching giggle-ed
And the woman takes her time,
takes her time
In the canyon land of stone,
you can size me up and run
Come on,
cleave me from your rib and I'll be gone
There
was a time when all I knew was all I wanted
When every crop was set ablaze
Like the bird I had turned and pulled you into me
Whistling all the themes to your resentment
Steady baby,
steady on the hazard lights Lizard crosses on the road
My broken oath is hanging from the dashboard face
You are waiting to reload
In the canyon land a rock
with a twitching jackal-ed
And the woman takes her time, takes her time
In the canyon land of stone,
you can size me up and run
Come on,
cleave me from your rib and I'll be gone
I see you breaking Baby, what for?
Baby, what for?
Maybe for me I see you breaking
Baby, what for?
Baby,
what for?
Maybe for me
In the canyon land a rock
with a twitching jackal-ed
And the woman
takes her time,
takes her time
In the canyon land of stone,
you can size me up and run
Come on, cleave me from your rib
and I'll be gone
In the canyon land a rock
with a twitching jackal-ed
And the woman
takes her time,
takes her time
In the canyon land of stone,
you can size me up and run
Come on,
cleave me from your rib and I'll be gone