She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
And she said, "losing love
Is like a window in your heart

I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine up to Annandale

Way back when, in '67
I was the dandy of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston
So young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale
Where the hell am I?

@dan-mcbride.bsky.social hi Dan

Oh, you
Telling me the things you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see

Feeling alright, I’m not feeling too good myself

I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract

Cowboy Neal at the wheel on the bus to never ever land.

That’s right, the women are smarter.

I ain’t never been with a woman long enough before my shoes got old.