Goin’ Home

She made for the highway
He made for the gate
He could've caught the rhythm
Something made him hesitate

He watched her flag a truck down
To the county line
The border she was crossin'
Was only in her mind

But there was something bitter in
The flavor of the chase
When you've been down and low before
That darkened interstate

When it's going, going, gone

Where love is muddy water
And love is broken sails
When love is double crossing
Kisses and betrayals

Baby, what is happening?
Will you pass the glass?
Pour me something special
Something that will last

My eyes are going under
And my voice is growing thin
It all seems too familiar
Is it somewhere where I've been

When it's going, going, gone

I've been living here too long
Trying to find out why
Too many unanswered questions
And the truth just vaporized

Shirley Temple was a puppet
Will Rogers was a clown
And now nobody cares to say
What is going on

Take all your ideals
And throw them in the flood
All your knives and needles
Are on [?]

When it's going, going, gone

Paint on the cathedrals
Is chipping and it's cracked
Where they once had kneeled
They no longer look back

The footprints in San Marco's
Like some broken-down corral
Our prayers were like a rosary
Into the Grand Canal

I wonder how she wakes up
And the light inside her room
I wonder how she holds herself
While staring at the moon

When it's going, going, gone [x5]