The Boy Who Cried Wolf - Lovers

I’ve been called the boy who cried wolf

Thinking it was love when it was just my glass half full

I jumped in some nearly empty pool

Hung around in dry fountains until I felt your pull

You washed this stinging from my hands

And I danced into your trance in the burning of autumn sand

Baby, I swear I’m on the path

Babe, I swear I’m on the path

I drove to the coast with my two favorite women

And then I prayed in tuxedo pants, I waited for my baptism

Held a conch shell up and listened

And I stared into his cup until I felt my prison shifting

Babe, I finally understand

Babe, I finally understand

Best friends and whip shine (?) reserve

She said, Go on out west.

You’re running with the blizzard.

She held the hearse cords in her hand.

Like a pyramid in the promised land

Babe, I swear I understand.

Babe, I finally understand.

Babe, I finally understand.

Babe, I finally understand.