Miles And Years

Garbage day north side of Chicago Dark smoke diesels scream right past She looks for the words - but never quite sure And I'm waiting for the wind to blow The smell of hope far from my nose The engine in this dream starts to go And I'm trying hard to hear her But I don't quite have the nerve Because what she said I have never had the ears for Now love is on the table And he's had one to many beers And he's laughin' in my face And spittin' with every word She was holdin' out, he was movin' on Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong Our conversations been stained with coffee I'm lookin' at an empty cup With Townes Van Zandt ringing in my ears Walked down to the shores of Great Lake Michigan And try my best to shoot down a reason Find that target, I just can't hit So I ask about her family Try my damnedest not to care Cause I loved her once and I never will forget We traipsed across those mountain tops Played old soul songs from that jukebox In that gritty northern bar miles and years from here She was holdin' out, he was movin' on Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong History is a live and well He spent last night with Lefty in a keep motel And he's a little bit tired and a little bit upset I got to ask for forgiveness I know he don't just freely give it I got a chance to pony up for a decent meal History, Love, and Desire they're playing poker Texas style With cards printed right off my chest Desire she goes all in with a pair deuces and bluffers grin And Love is folding pocket kings again Desire thinks she can work her king But History won't be shamed He's gonna send her home without a penny or a dime She was holdin' out, he was movin' on Has got me wonderin' how, these things turn out so wrong X2