im going as far as these crooked legs take me

i seem to have bad luck at siena's
last time i went there they brought me the wrong dish; this time they forgot me completely
though i must confess that my salmon and avocado salad more than made up for it.

im making my way while the sun cannot stain me
im watching the road with two young eyes to guide me
not looking behind to ensure that the home fires are shrinking
the fireflies fade as the city lights find me

oh to be fooled by the wool that had covered me

oh to be led by the light of a melody