We all watched him leave
And cross the bare lot to his car
You would have had to be naive
To think that he would get far

It all started back in August
The damned heat too much to bear
He called us from a pay-phone
Wouldn't say from where

He said the whole plan had eroded
It had been a big mistake
So he didn't understand the risks that he'd taken

The pill is sour
And the swallow is long
When everything you've planned goes wrong

I guess he figured that he'd lay low
And give the sweat a chance to dry
He trusted me with his location
And then I met him (...) in the eye

Told him that we'd planned to get together
And talk it over out all night

The point was well driven
All is forgiven
With those words there slowly ran
A shiver down my spine

And somewhere in between
I'm cut and bruised
When a man is forced to choose

And it only makes it harder
Feeling the slow tick of time
At a Five Wheel on Highway 9

So I ran out after him
And so I ran out after him
So I ran out after him

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