Your Neck Of The Woods Small Talk
I kissed a stranger on a train bound for Denver
'Cause I ain't that good at small talk
Well I just still don't know if it was one for the road
Or another time I couldn't say no
'Cause I've kissed fellas when I didn't wanna
And I've made love when I wasn't sure
But somehow this time in Nebraska it struck me
My actions don't speak my words
So I carry my prayers in a penny in my shoe
Curled under my toe and hidden from view
And I had eyes keep what my mouth wouldn't speak
But when my eyes do my talking they stop doing their sleep
Wondered how paper beats rock for some years
I toss thoughts like confetti between these ears
I ain't no hard-headed woman, I've a body like clay
Full of your fingerprints carvin maps in my wild terrain
So I carry my prayers in a penny in my shoe
And I've tossed them down wells and left God to choose
And then I damned my misfortune like a goddamned fool
Now I toss more tails than heads these days but I keep on flipping coins anyways
Next time I'm rollin through the lonesome midwest
Somewhere between the coasts
When shades of gray make it hardest to say
What needs to be said the most
Well honey I'll have learned you can't lick your wounds
If you're always biting your tounge
And nipping at your own hands that feed you
Leaves you helpless to heal anyone
I kissed a stranger on a train bound for Denver
'Cause I ain't that good at small talk