Dusty Roads & Empty Bottles

Drying out within my own walls
Closed windows, silent phone
There hasn't been one message
From the world outside
Somewhere a dusty road is waiting
In here, nothing's penetrating
Except raindrops through the ceiling
From the sky

Dusty roads and empty bottles

I've been shortchanged by small machines
Overcharged by sweet-talk
At my last place they stole
My welcome mat
After a night not unlike tonight
I swallowed hard at mornings light
And began walking beneath
My favorite traveling hat

Dusty roads and empty bottles

I let old stories fade behind me
Along the trail of empty bottles
Arriving here for a fresh start
Without any history
Some people here are really swell
Between catcalls they ring my bell
And run away before I tell them
To leave me be

Dusty roads and empty bottles

Another circle's been completed
Another bottle's emptied
Another lover's gone
And won't return my calls
Somewhere a dusty road is leading
To and from a life that keeps repeating
To go or stay, either way
I can't escape my own walls

Dusty roads and empty bottles