Vigilantes of Love
I’m Not There
[Verse 1]
There's a wreck on the highway, and it hasn't been there long
South bound on 84, back side of Oregon
There's no silver lining in these clouds today
All the clues, the few good leads, they got swept away

[Verse 2]
Been out proclaiming a thousand miles from home
With a few tools of the trade and a lot of more or less alone
We live these lives like they never will run out
Sand through the hourglass, but we've lost the count

[Chorus]
So you listen to the wind
And you listen to the rain
And trace the trail of crumbs up the path again
When you're writing your chapter
Know how much I care
And forgive me, darling, when I'm not there
And forgive me, darling, when I'm not there

[Verse 3]
The soap box has never been as big as you hoped
Was it the scar on the wrists you showed them or that lump in your throat?
You pull your life from the wreckage, and it's there you set up camp
With some beat-up guitar and some old tweed amp
[Chorus]
So you listen to the wind
And you listen to the rain
And trace the trail of crumbs up the path again
And when you're writing your chapter
Know how much I care
And forgive me, darling, when I'm not there
Forgive me, darling, when I'm not there
And forgive me, darling, when I'm not there