Rodeo

Bare knuckles and a broken smile
Send your numbered days through a cold turnstile
Another grain slips through your hands
Troubled by a dark you don't understand

All thrown up in the pale, blue light
A momentary vision but it goes out of sight

You move to slow, you take another blow
We were born and raised on a rodeo
Star bound traveller, dive into the gravel
We were born and raised on a rodeo
We were born and raised on a rodeo

Stray sessions keep the wolves at bay
For every single action there's a price to pay
Another grain slips through your hands
Cluttering up the space where you stand

All thrown up in the pale, blue light
A momentary vision, then along comes the night

You move to slow...



Credits
Writer(s): Lars Ekengren
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