Well it's cold and you're bored From
counting the Smart cars on 94
When you dream you're back home
But the lakeside
don't trust you to walk alone
Hollow trees talk off hand
All the neckties are toasting
with empty cans
And you know why she's gone
Like the clothes in the river
drifting on
Slide down south
Cause once in a while your
confidence leaves you
Like smoke falls out her red mouth
Well she left you the holes
That tracks in the backyard
December snow
But those sad souvenirs
They end at the fence line
and disappear
Why'd you follow her there
Milwaukee's a deaf ear
for winter prayers
There's no night there's no day
With only hope in your pocket
and hell to pay
Slide down south
When once in a while your
confidence leaves you
Like smoke falls out
her red mouth