I'm in Trouble

It's been days since we spoke and I can't keep out of trouble

I'm in trouble

It's been days since I spoke to anyone, I'm in trouble. I'm in trouble 



what would you keep if you could only keep one

which one of us would survive 

what would you keep if you could only keep one 

don't say no don't pack up and go



Sunday morning. get on your high horse horse higher higher

I feel the cold rain coming down on the road

it follows me around and hollows out my bones

everyday it tracks me down a little more



You're the only image left

from my days without detail 

and the names and events surround me yet

but I can't figure in what order they went

now I want you to tell me from beginning to end

I want you to tell me where we went

but now I want you to tell me from beginning to end

don't say you can't oh don't say you cant forget



sunday morning. get on your high horse horse higher higher

I dig my hands into the late spring mud

I'm left here weaving all the roots into one

I feel alright when I keep my hands occupied

I'm working on passing the time