Bringing me down,
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by,
the buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
a slingshot on ice
But I'm here by the road,
bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand
cafes and bars
Along with the rush of the drivers
that won't pick me up
The highway, the blue,
the clouds, the stars
The black -blooded wind keep
s on pouring in
With its words of a life where
nothing is new
I'm
Mother
American, I'm lost from the light
How I'm drowning in you
I left
St.
Louis, the city of blues
In the midst of a storm, I'd rather forget
I tried to pretend it came to an end
You weren't the woman
I once thought I'd met
But I can't deny the times
I've gone by
When I never had doubts or
thoughts of re gret
And I was a man when all this began
Who wouldn't think twice
about being there yet
Black -blooded wind, whisperin' sin
And speaking of life that passes
like wood
You've done bet ter by me,
better by me than I've done by you.
Now what's to be found
from racing around
You're carrying your
pain wherever you go
Full of the blues and trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what
you don't want to know
So I give you my eyes an
d all of their lies
Please tell them to love as well as to see
And capture a glance, oh,
and make a dance
Of looking at you, looking at me
A black -throated wind keep
s on pouring in
With its words of a lie that
could almost be true
I'm
Mother
American now, here comes the light
I'm turning around,
that's what I'm gonna do
Goin' back home,
that's what I'm gonna do
Turnin' around,
that's what I'm gonna do
Goin' back home,
that's what I'm gonna do
If you don't have a better body
than I do
I'm going back home,
that's what I'm gonna do
You