Neighbor Crimes

Later on, we will walk to the door
Where am I, where am I gonna go?
Canada, we could go, some do
Don’t know how don’t know where don’t know why, don’t know when,
I know I gotta go real soon
Run, run, you little fawn in the red woods
You’re a harbinger to us, never seen anyone
Not at all, deer die in the winter
Some survive, they get by
Cross the street, get robbed in the winter
Jogging over, high
Thinking of going to Mexico
Down the tollway, to the two-lane
Through the big state, coffee holding
In the morning, barely glowing
Smell the sea air there, on the gulf shore
Later on we will walk through the door
Where am I, where am I gonna go?
Paraguay, we could go, some do
Don’t know how don’t know where don’t know why, don’t know when,
I know I gotta go real soon