Song for a trier

The road is a graveyard for ramblers like myself
The road is a fine line where two things collide
And if you and if you and if I then we can be found
But I am a lonely woman, I

This road is lonesome
I wish I'd left when I was young
The girl with a pair of bones riding the waves in the morning sun
Now I'm a jinx going on and on and on
But I am a lonely woman, I

It's so quiet
Along the way
It's so quiet
So they say

This road is a slapstick wall
A minor fall of illusion failures
And I am a fighter
I bring up the ease in times like these
It's weird to be alone
To love the dark, to love my home
And it's weird to think you grow to love a man I don't know

It's so quiet
So they say
It's so quiet
Along the way