Walk Slow - Black Lab

Well there’s smoke from underneath the bed\nLike her father’s eyes touching her instead\nAnd just around ten the lights low\nShe cuts her hair, she’s walking slow I know\nShe’s walking by herself\nSo go on walk by now\nThere’s nothing left to wait around for this time\nGo on walk slow now\nThere’s nothing left to wait around for\nWhen you’re falling out. falling down\nThere’s a cross that hangs above the gate\nAre the ties that bind old enough to break\nShe covers her eyes covers her mouth\nNorth carolina headed south I know\nShe’s walking by herself\nAnd the trees bend down where she goes\nAnd the river gods are waiting down below\nAnd I shut my eyes shut mouth\nShut my heart gotta cut it out I know\nShe’s walking by herself