Words & Music by Stephen Marmel

Coming to me with your broken arrow
It’s a fine time to call
Talking with you and you mind so narrow
It’s a long way to fall

But I know,
When I hear what you say
That your mind,
Has shifted away from the lines,
You drew in the sand

And I feel,
The time is at hand
For the long,
Ride home

Living your life like a wounded sparrow
Fleeing from the hawk
Seeing the truth in your games so shallow
Yet you say you want to talk

But I know,
When I hear what you say
That your love,
Has shifted away from the times,
We’d lay in the sand

And I feel,
The time is at hand
For the long,
Ride home