Hi-livin’ is where you find yourself when all the cards you’ve dealt have found their way into your hand and left a rented lot just where you thought your own would stand
After all, you picked a tiny life Fits small (to spite your height) But love is best caught dumb and poorly dressed Three trains come, take you to the West Don’tcha tell me why she lives so far (You know those one-train girls never made you who you are) Don’tcha tell me why she lives so far
You lent me hours ‘til I sent for all your days I didn’t spend them— tucked them all away and left the clock to clack its gears Tick/tock: I’ve packed for ten whole years What shows? What shows? What sho-ho-oh-oh-ohs but a too-fat bag that doesn’t close and it’s something that I just won’t drag behind me when I go
Hi-livin’ is where you find yourself when all the cards you’ve dealt have found their way into your hand and left a rented lot just where you thought your own would stand Li-livin’ is where you find yourself