I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed

And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows


Just when you think that you've got a grip


Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip

As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line





CHORUS:

Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters


of the south running helter skelter


down through the mississippI delta

with no place to call your own


mixing up drinks with mixed feelings


all along the paint was peeling

down to an indian blanket on a pony


with no rider in the flesh and bone


looking for his buffalo river home




I've been circling the wagons down at times square


Trying to fI'll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there

Hust when you think you can let it rip


you're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips


as if you had some place better to go

or a better way to get there





REPEAT CHORUS:




Now there's only two things in life but I forget what they are


it seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails

or wishing on stars


just when you think that you've been gyped


the bearded lady comes and does a double back flip

and you run off and join the circus


yeah, you just let that pony ride