Chucking a hay bail onto a flatbed truck
Grandpa’s farm in 1999
At the edge of the end of the world, resetting the clocks
Doesn’t sound that crazy after all
The angel said to lot and his family
Get the hell outta dodge
If you wanna dodge the hell that’s coming
But I would rather be a pillar of salt
For taking one last look
Then live without the memory of it all
So take my hand for one more dance
Slowly round the kitchen
I know that I’ve been worrying you
With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder
But honey it’s just what I have to do
Climbing a bed sheet tied into a makeshift rope
From the second story window of a bar
Escaping the local ghost in 2009
I think about that morning all the time
Watching the Sun rise, waving my hand
Out the open window of the car
I was a lonely kid chasing the wind
It’s a wonder that I made it this far
So take my hand for one more dance
Slowly round the kitchen
I know that I’ve been worrying you
With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder
Honey it’s just what I have to do
Will all this time treading water
Make my legs that much stronger
Take my hand for one more dance
Slowly round the kitchen
I know that I’ve been worrying you
With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder
But honey it’s just what I have to do
Honey it’s just what I have to do
