Colorado Songtext
von Greg Freeman

I saw him in the subway
I looked twice through the glass
Shadows are convincing
But he′s never coming back

In negative 7
He was standing with a smoke
Just looking towards heaven
As if he knew the joke


Uncle was a gambler
With a butterfly tattoo
Somewhere down in florida
He did a favor for some dude

With a pistol in his glove box
It was open and shut
I met him the week he got out
At the wake of his son


Driving through Colorado
I thought of these things
To boredom the weight of reality rings
Through highways and deserts
And cities and parks
And broke schools protected by the national guard
Most days i pass with my head in the dark
But today it seems so clear to me