Freakwater Binding Twine Truth is a tug of war Between you and me And in the middle of the big dark hole That can suck the dreams From a sleeping baby Some say timing is everything Burnt metal spread across a service road I'm driving towards it and I look away An instant in time plays to Distantly different ways Would you bind my memories in twine? Would you drive with me Over the state line? Would be willing to do the time? These simple sentences we would use Either way there is something That you are bound to confuse Would you bind my memories in twine? Would you drive with me Over the state line? Would be willing to do the time? They're simple sentences we would choose Either way there is something That you are bound to lose Each day I figure's like the day before Some days I'm content but somehow --- lies a cure To damn the bell that I Used to hear Its constant tolling resonates inside of my ears From "Springtime" copyright all songs Freakwater publishing (BMI)