Goodness knows, it's been a wonderful run the autumn lakes where the children have swum your mothers convictions and your fathers predictions dont seem so insane they laugh and say your treasures are fake but dont throw it away and you've been framed with a beautiful name and you've been saved but you lost your head with halos and praise the trinity saves but threes a crowd you flirt and drink you cant stop your winkin at the boys at the bar all you need is a gun and a car a country song if you dont have a heart of cowboys and injuns and the palsied dominions where the highways are far when all you know your shadows a ghost don't let it scare you away