Down the Line

I followed you to an old hotel
I was so lit up, I was so unwell
And you were all I had
Maybe what gets thrown away
Gets put back to use someday
When I was yours and you were mine
When I go down the line
I'll meet you there sometimes
At the cul-de- sac, by the Eastland tracks
When I go down the line
I see you there sometimes
In my big brown truck by the edge of town
I'll catch you falling if you come back down
All I want is to lay with you
Get by with you, get high with you
And listen to the rain
Drove you that night way to fast
All the things I love don't last
When I was yours and you were mine
When I go down the line
I'll meet you there sometimes
At the cul-de- sac, by the Eastland tracks
When I go down the line
I miss you there sometimes
In my big brown truck by the edge of town
I'll catch you falling if you come back down