The Creak In The Floorboards - Tired Pony

The phone rings out to no one

Because we’ve finally left the house

Throw our whole lives in the old car

And eat the highway piece by piece

Here I am I’m a right mess

Here you are in the right dress

Here we are it’s the last dance

Here we are in the distance

We take the same road that we always take

But this time we’re not coming back

There’s a thousand miles ahead of us

And a million in our wake

Here I am I’m a right mess

Here you are in the right dress

Here we are it’s the last dance

Here we are in the distance

Do you know what I’m looking for now

'Cause I sure don’t

With our whole lives boxed around us

We leave the lions to themselves

And we hardly need reminding

That you’re the raven I’m the wolf

Here I am I’m a right mess

Here you are in the right dress

Here we are it’s the last dance

Here we are in the distance

Do you know what I’m looking for now

'Cause I sure don’t

Whereever you are be wherever

You are with me tonight