It rained today, the clouds rolled up at dawn All hell burst wide open and just like that was gone Your little lap dog chased a fox-tailed squirrel across the main road through the woods
Some ninja on a dirt bike nearly ran him down for good Right about now, it gets quiet around here What with nightfall in the wings The floorboards creak and the faucets leak But it´s the emptiness that sings
The wind grows chill and then lies still Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world
Friends don´t call like they used to For reasons not unkind If there´s anything that we can do Hangs hollow down a telephone line
There´s a cedar grove in the back of the house, maybe halfway down the hill
A place to go and just lay low when there´s precious time to kill Well, it´s me your little lap dog and that old brindle cat trying to keep this place alive Heading into town these days is the last thing on my mind When the moon is hanging fat and full and all those jangly stars recede A fold-out couch on a midnight porch is where my footsteps lead
You always said I made my bed Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world Forty miles from nowhere at the bottom of the world
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