Cold gray buildings where a hill should be

Steel and concrete closin' in on me

City faces haunt the places

I used to roam

Cowboy, cowboy - can't run, can't hide

Too late to fight now - too tired to try



Wind that once blew free

Now scatters dust to the sky

Cowboy, cowboy - can't run, can't hide

Too late to fight now - too tired to try