When I look around i'm following the blackbirds

One as big as me if only I could show her

And I dream a little dream of an amarillo sunset

And I die a little bit when your hand leaves my pocket

And you would call me big tex

I'm a man of dirt and silence

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

I was on a fence post feeling the heat of the sun

Missing what it felt to feel close to someone

You were on the east coast getting the lay of the land thinking of the ways you might try to feel at home again

You tried to call me from your apartment

(I might be too far away)

Tonight's no good i've already lost it

(Try again another day)

And you would call me big tex

I'm a man of dirt and silence

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

(Feeling far away, more so every day)

When I look around i'm following the blackbirds

One as big as me if only I could show her

And I dream a little dream of an amarillo sunset

And I die a little bit when your hand leaves my pocket