My mind is full of questions
The answers I don't know
They just seem to disappear like ghosts
In the mornin as I'm leaving
I'm shaking off the cold
The devils in my head are growing bold
Should I go back to drinkin
Go back to rollin smoke
Go back and make my baby cry again
Am I a phoenix from the ashes
Or a moth to the flame
Am I a yellow headed blackbird on the wind
Cause breaking hearts and breaking horses takes the same
You dust it off, and get back up
And try again
Try again
The emptiness of borrowed beds
Antiseptic, the smell of death
As I'm sitting here watching you withdraw
I've never seen you so skinny
Counting nightmares on the ceiling
Like you're searching there for what it is you lost
Should it come up yellow roses in the cemetery stones
We are brothers, always brothers to the core
Every day's a setting sun
By and by the song is sung
You've seen the needle and you've seen the damage done
Breaking hearts and breaking horses takes the same
You dust it off and get back up
And try again
Try again
Breaking hearts and breaking horses takes the same
You dust it off and get back up
Try again
Breaking hearts and breaking horses takes the same
You dust it off and get back up
And try again
My mind is full of questions and the answers I don't know
They just seem to disappear like ghosts
