Cowboy

Cold, gray buildings

Where a hill should be

Steel and concrete

Closing in on me

City faces haunt the places I roam alone

Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide

Too late to fight now, too tired to try

Wind once blew free

Now scatters dust to the sky

Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide

Too late to fight now, too tired to try