|Lyrics:||Bringing me down,|
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars.
The busses and semis,
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.
here by the road,
Bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand cafes and
Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up,
The highway, the moon, the
clouds, and the stars.
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a
life where nothing is new.
Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light.
drowning in you.
I left St. Louis, the City of Blues,
In the midst of a storm I'd
I tried to pretend it came to an end
Cause you weren't the woman I thought I
But I can't deny that times have gone by
When I never had doubts or thoughts
And I was a man when all this began
Who wouldn't think twice about being there
The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in.
And it speaks of a life that passes
It's forced me to see that you've done better by me,
Better by me than I've done
What's to be found, racing around,
You carry your pain wherever you
Full of the blues and trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to
So I give you my eyes, and all of their lies
Please help them to learn as well as
Capture a glance and make it a dance
Of looking at you looking at me.
black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a lie that could almost be
Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light.
I'm turning around, that's what I'm
Goin back home thatc1