You walk down Alameda Shuffling your deck of trick cards over everyone Like some precious only son Face down, bow to the champion You walk down Alameda Looking at the cracks in the sidewalk Thinking about your friends How you maintain all them in A constant state of suspense For your own protection over their affection Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish Could plague me when I'm awake So now you see, your first mistake Was thinking that you could relate For one or two minutes she liked you But the fix is in You're all pretension I never pay attention Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart You broke your own 'Cause you can't finish what you start Nobody broke your heart If you're alone it must be you that wants to be apart

Do you think that it'd be warm in Montana If I only went for a day No, I won't move out of this city Because I always take her with me I just need, I need, I need to get away And I'm not sure I'm gonna make it to all fifty I never met a state that didn't leave a bruise 'Cause I was born heavy handed And then the money left me stranded So, I've got time to give and daylight to lose So, I'm gonna call you tomorrow Even if you don't pick up and I'm gonna tell you I love you Even though it's not enough And if they ask if I was boring, you could tell 'em this story Oh you can say, I say, I say too much Like how I wish you didn't move to Colorado No wait, I wish I didn't keep you in my phone 'Cause every time I start to miss you Oh I could tell you in an instant And you don't need to, need to, need to know Then I had that dream where we meet in San Francisco And you look at me like I'm a bad idea And then we kiss a million times 'cause I rehearsed my lines Of what I'd say, I'd say, I'd say to you So, I'm gonna call you tomorrow Even if you don't pick up and I'm gonna tell you I love you Even though it's not enough And if they ask if I was boring, you could tell 'em this story Oh you can say, I say, I say too much So, I'm gonna call you tomorrow And hope that you don't pick up So that I can tell you I love you Until the voice mail interrupts And when they ask too many questions Baby let them Because I play, I play, I play, I play too much

At the end of summer we set off like trains In the humid, hot weather walking, no sign of rain we rolled At thirty miles, stopping only for barley water Three sons of parents and another pair of parent's daughters Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Walking down the tracks Smoke from the forest fires, filled up the air While we jumped in the lake tired, in our underwear And then kept traveling on, upon trestles through the darkness The full moon glowing orange, in the woods we found a spot to rest On the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks We went walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Walking on the tracks Oh, that old-time feeling of walking without a care All them natural joys and fears do rise and raise our hair Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) On down the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) Walking on the tracks (ta-tar-tara-tara) We went down