Down the Line

I followed you to an old hotel

I was so lit up, I was so unwell

And you were all I had

Maybe what gets thrown away

Gets put back to use someday

When I was yours and you were mine

When I go down the line

I'll meet you there sometimes

At the cul-de- sac, by the Eastland tracks

When I go down the line

I see you there sometimes

In my big brown truck by the edge of town

I'll catch you falling if you come back down

All I want is to lay with you

Get by with you, get high with you

And listen to the rain

Drove you that night way to fast

All the things I love don't last

When I was yours and you were mine

When I go down the line

I'll meet you there sometimes

At the cul-de- sac, by the Eastland tracks

When I go down the line

I miss you there sometimes

In my big brown truck by the edge of town

I'll catch you falling if you come back down