Denvemolorado - ATMOSPHERE

Here I am alone in an airport bar

Why?

I guess 'cause I don’t own a car

It’s Valentine’s day, I’m returning home from Berkley

Ain’t a damn thing none of y’all can do to hurt me

Unsober, laid over in Denver

The waitress could smell it the minute I entered

There’s seven shells losing their souls in here

Sporadically placed amongst scotch and beer

But there’s one woman in the back left corner

Who looks like she could really use a supporter

If only I could muster the strength to be a friend

Who knows how this adventure could end

Bend me up, slip me the tongue, shoot me down

Cut me loose, bury me, and piss on the ground

Can’t help but wonder, what’s over yonder

Don’t know if I can get down for too much longer

Everywhere I go I find at least one

And I bet it won’t die till the travellin’s done

For as long as I run, my heart holds a gun

Up to the side of my head, ride and die for the young

Nothing I said, nothing I said, meant a thing to you

It’s the sound of emotion enough

To make me wanna hang myself from the rafter that’s over my bed

But when I stop to climb the ladder that’s embedded in my heart

I start to question all the emotion in my head

Nothing I said, nothing I said, meant a thing to you

Hello darlin'.

You been waiting long for me?