(Townes Van Zandt) My days they are the highway kind They only come to leave But the leaving I don't mind It's the coming that I crave Pour the sun upon the ground Stand to throw a shadow Watch it grow into the night And fill the spinning sky Time among the pine trees It felt like breath of air Usually I just walk these streets And tell myself to care Sometimes I believe me Sometimes I don't hear Sometimes the shape I'm in Won't let me go I don't know too much for truth But my heart knows how to pound My legs know how to love someone My voice knows how to sound It's a shame that it's not enough It's a shame that it is a shame Follow the circle down Where would you be You're the only one I want I've never heard your name Let's hope we meet someday If we don't it's all the same And I'll meet the ones between us And be thinking about you And all the places I have seen And why you were not there
