ENTANGLED ARMS
hanging out kicking around
the corner of this coast
everywhere needs something to take place
standing here I oppose the wind
in all directions turned
there's only so much horizon I can take
entangled arms keep me from falling
they keep me from some kind of feeling
and I'll be on the last train to leave entangled arms
staring at that photograph
of the world seen from space
and the water tower seen from my bed
when February comes to me
as February must
I know a book will still be there unread
entangled arms keep me from falling
they keep me from some kind of feeling
and I'll be on the last train to leave entangled arms
I remember high river night
and powder blue moon
remember, it’s all I do
I will keep on dancing with
the one who brought me here
an unattached flower of the south
I don't know how to feel
I just feel bad
there’ll be fields for sleep under big stars now
entangled arms keep me from falling
they keep me from some kind of feeling
and I'll be on the last train to leave entangled arms