There’s a letter she keeps inside, a list of everyone she knows Behind her closed eyes that turn her in when it’s time to go She’s heading north into the haze, raise the wire and they raise the rent She’s walking the sun back home and in the night the moon is gone Is it better? Is it better and better? Is it better than staying home with nowhere to go?
I’ve seen your face out on the plains drifting all alone Draw my finger in the dirt and down another blue road She’s in Kansas and Alabam’, Idaho and the Carolines Know I’ve seen her before can’t you recognize those hands Is it better? Is it better and better? Is it better than staying back home? Is it better? Is it better and better? Is it better with nowhere else to go?
