Martha

If I saddle up in the morning I think there's a chance I'll beat the sun
Running down there's a storm in the a.m rain
Longing for a coast I've only heard about in books you read
Read to me
Martha please don't leave me, I can't afford to be alone
This far from home
Lit the night like lightning
You shot a silver bullet through my heart
My heart
Spent the summer in a city looking for a post I'd never find
Pacing up and down crooked avenues
Traded in her wilderness for buildings in the sky
Folks back home would wonder why she never wrote or called
Martha please believe me, I did the best I could
You'll see, you'll see
Lit the night like lightning
You shot a wooden arrow through my heart
And the heart is parse you know you did
Ghost in hiding, there's no ghost at all
Just a shadow moving past
Waiting for you, for a chance to attack
To leave you lost and lonely, to turn it back
Ghost in hiding, there's no ghost at all
Just a shadow moving past
Waiting for you, for a chance to attack
To leave you lost and lonely, to turn it back
If I saddle up in the morning I think there's a chance I'll beat the sun
Running down there's a storm in the a.m. rain