A Passing Tale - Bobby Long

My day is death

My night is dark

My love won’t answer the call

With the rain like steel upon my face

My heart is certain to fall

Now I’m tired of sins corrupting me

And the fever turning me in

I don’t know where I am headed to

But at least I know where I’ve been

My mouth is dry and I cannot speak

I’ve lost all faith in you

I admit I’ve lost a few

It’s like my words against the wind

So I’m heading down to that long lost place

Where the light won’t bounce off the floor

And as the world turns to stare at me

My footsteps head straight to the door

So I’m alone again in this lonely place

With no shadow at my side

My head is littered with your lust

And it’s cold and it’s rancid outside

And I’m outside

My mouth is dry and I cannot speak

I’ve lost all faith in you

I admit I’ve lost a few

It’s like my words against the wind

I can’t take this love and it’s pulling me in

I’m tied to the floor and I’m cut at the seams

I’m crazy in love and I’m crazy to die

I’m lost to this world and I don’t know why

Oh, and I don’t know why

'Cause my mouth is dry and I cannot speak

I’ve lost all faith in you

I admit I’ve lost a few

It’s like my words against the wind

And I’ve been down for twelve half-days

And I’ve kinda hit the floor

I’m reaching for something more

It’s like my words against the wind

I’m against the wind

I’m against the wind now

Against the wind

Against the wind

Oh, I’m against the wind

Oh, I’m against the wind now