Lyrics:
Cowboy Junkies Radio One Sessions

Michael Timmins I don't want to be no patch on no quilt (I just want to see . . . ) Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt (I just want to

Then I saw black and my face flash in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger. Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger. Just think of me as one

you're surrounded by others with boxcars in their eyes. Never count your winnings at hour 23 of a 24-hour drive. Remember that you're not the one calling

Mary Margaret O'Hara / adapted by Michael Timmins How could he take you in his arms and help you to be free then leave you forgotten, and is it enough

I feel. It's not the smell in here that gets to me its the lights I hate the shadows that they cast, and the sound of clinking bottles is the one small

s true." With her head in her hands she sighs, "It's me, not you." "Just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy of loving one so completely that lonely