Everyway

Lyrics

I feel something coming on A disease or a song Call the captain, long gone We warmed our hands in the corpse of a wild horse On the shores of Assateague And then blood on our hands up to our elbows At least we're all in this horse together I feel something coming on A disease or a song Call the captain, long gone And the wooden nickel we took in the divorce Of rider and course was by the book It's a habit of force straight from the source And by the book Every way, every day Every way, every day I feel something coming on