Did I burn each last bit of myself?
Did I turn my back on the kid in myself?
And tear the oldest root in a charlatan's pursuit
And the world drifting farther away

On the run with nowhere to ride
The black angel still clings by my side
You know he's faster than any man
And the world always drifting farther away

What I told you lover, I guess that I meant
By the time that you read this I will have repented
I know I am a fool for trying to play it cruel
While you played so much kinder than I

Your memory now is the shadow to my shadow
I wind it tight like a player piano
Your skirt above your knees, I watch you press the keys
It calms the smarting flesh of the wound we have undressed

If still there's a song deep in this marrow
Who lets you draw that last shivering arrow?
What kind of smarting loon believes that he can shoot the moon?
Calm these frailing nerves, they ask to be preserved

And I was just ashamed and mute
There fumbling around for my parachute
And gliding through the rain, not a drop could leave its stain
While the world drifting farther away

Drifting farther away
Drifting farther away