Fergus Fall

This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about Where my wings iced up in the fall, as it gets colder I was concealing his kid, under his crew neck state school sweatshirt While he grinned off in the distance, behind prescription shades They were blocking out the clouded out sun while he was hoping against a daughter And no one saw my banners, my bruises, my flares, my flags I could have been an artist, if I had the tools I could have been a preacher, if I suffered fools When move into the city, I know I'll have to pay my dues And my respects to his sister and his mother too This is the one in which I miraculously pulled out Of a free-fall dive over Fergus Falls, Minnesota And this is the one like ten years ago that I told you about Where my wings iced up in the fall, it gets colder X 2