He was a runaway years ago, everybody coming for me
Mom reading in her chair by the phone
I was in another state with bare feet
I never got caught - I'm on my own
I'm on my own - on my own - on my own
Back then all the maids in Macon
Rode the buses city wide
They wore uniforms of dusty blue
Some with skin of deep brown velvet
How come nobody falls to their knees in worship?
It's so odd people pa** right by the gods that deserve it
This morning I went outside before the sunrise
The snow was melting I was thinking about giving you everything
It must have been something about the faint sound of water
Escaping it's stationary form
How come nobody -in this city cries at your doorstep?
And lays their body down and makes up their mind
I know it must be hidden somewhere in the deep south
The way I want to kiss you by the side of the house
The smell of a baseball glove in her mind and when it's time
She arches like a bridge, the birds are singing when she
Opens her mouth and then she carries the laundry out
It's blowing and twisting around the line
Around the line around the line around the line
This has all happened it's all true
Without a doubt is the deed to the span of the land, it's all mine
And oh yeah I tied my shoes together and threw them up on the telephone wire
I couldn't wear them my feet were on fire
How come nobody falls to their knees in worship?
It's so odd people pa** right by the gods that...