Down Below the Rodeo
copyright 2007

waiting here on the line 5:00 Monday
1,000 faces just like mine all going somewhere someday
I wish I knew each one by name so I could remember the little things
I wanna reach out but I keep it in
one more long slow ride under the lid

waiting here on the line another day older
1,000 strangers marking time 1,000 good soldiers
I wish I knew each one by touch so I could remember what each one does
I wanna reach out but I keep it in
one more long slow ride under the lid

Down below the Rodeo

We're not going anywhere
it's one long ride side by side