Cowboy Songtext
von Panther Hollow

I can′t get rid of doubt
Why the drinks make us talk so loud
Coffee in a wedding gown
Why I feel better with five of me around
My soul lives in my throat
Wine and riddles make me start to choke
I'll make a note
How to act in my sunday clothes
In a room
Full of air
Waiting for
Nothing there
Decline
Mutineer
And put your hat back on cowboy
Turn the faucet
Drink it in
Blurry vision as I start to spin


But in the mirror there′s a little grin
As if right now the world was listening
I'm a bad loser
And a worse winner
But I keep on cruising and getting limber
There's a light up north
Caught you pacing back and forth
I hope someday that you can make a choice
That I can follow
But that′s a statement that I don′t trust
There's not a country that′s big
Enough
For us
Every sentence is a little fuss
It's a parachute for pizza crust
In a room
Full of air
Waiting to disappear