Broken Yoke In Western Sky

Broken yoke in western sky

my stomach turned

my mouth went dry

I knew I'd never known fear before

I press my bones into the seat

took one last look at you next to me

I kicked open the sliding door

and I threw myself out

on torn flesh and broken bones

and on the shoulders patchy grass;

I faded into your past

I know it was a cowardly thing to do

and an explanation isn't an excuse

I just want to understand that

love is only a type of greed

of equal portions want and need

and you cannot divorce the two

and I could not sleep at all

with all the rumble strip close calls

in the gravel and scattered trash;

I faded into your past

when you think twice

you arrive at the same conclusion

it's bad advice only if you use it

Broken yoke in western sky

my stomach turned

my mouth went dry.