Morris County Blues

Aim high, but shoot low
Our mission is to bring this monster down with one swift blow
Think fast, but move slow
None of my thoughts are intact staring back at the tracks on the trail on an angel

No one should ever be so young, slighted by the treason of your tongue
Because no the scene has played itself out and it wore me down as well
I cant dissipate without a fight because you were the first one in my life to make me feel like I was more than what I am

Your numbers out of service, at least thats what they say
But I know that youve forgot about me and youd like to keep it that way
In the morning Ill be leaving for home
And in 24 hours Ill be talking to you over the phone
Ive got nothing to lose but myself
And Im growing sick and tired of comparing you to everyone else
You fall through like the sand in a sieve
I need to know the answer because Im hanging by a thread as it is

Word spreads fast around this town and they all know whats going down
Ive only been here for a day but now Ive got the update
Its rather clear that you moved on, but all I need is just a notice that its over because you still occupy my mind

Ive battled with this long enough
I should take the hint and realize that my lucks run out
But this summers so much hotter
And so do you get every year I travel back with hopes that Ive found home