I got a shoulder full of you Pushing like the blacksmith's sorrow Lashes full of dew I miss you
Deer tracks on an unmade bed Somebody said they saw you Flying down from Forest Park On a broken 10-speed bike
I got a shoulder full of you Your neck is sweet like sugar water Running down the storm I miss you I'll kiss you
Deer tracks on an unmade bed Somebody said they saw you Flying down from Forest Park With a broken wing in flight Like a crow that's lost its sight Like the day without the night I miss you