Vigilantes Of Love - I'm Not There lyrics

There's a wreck on the highway and it hasn't been there long South bound on eighty-four back side of oregon There's no silver lining in these clouds today All the clues a few good leads they got swept away Been out proclaiming a thousand miles from home With a few tools of the trade and a lot of more less alone We live these lives like they never will run out Sand through the hourgla** but we've lost the count So you listen to the wind and you listen to the rain And trace the trail of crumbs up the path again When you're writing your chapter know how much I care And forgive me darling when i'm not there The soap box has never been as big as you hoped Was it the scar on the wrists you showed them or that lump in your throat You pull your life from the wreckage and it's there you set up camp Some beat up guitar and some old tweed amp