Besedila: My Morning Jacket. Smokin' From Shootin'.

Have you had enough excitement now
more than you ever did
You never wanted to be treated like a woman
You maintained you was just a kid

Well at least you were of age my dear
these days kids they grow so fast
You never wanted to be committed to the present
You're too busy believing in the past, oh

Who then was your savior
Who then was your friend
Who is now committed to the present
Is it someone that exists

What is life in God?
A perfect vision of the self?
I always thought we was dealing with one thing
Now we are dealing with something else, oh

Do you see my smoking guns?
they're smoking from a shootin'
smoking from shootin'
smokin' from shootin at nothing here

Do you live your life on the road?
Yeah loosing that I'm loving
Asking for nothing
Runnin' from something that isn't there, oh