Edge of the Colorado - Carrie Rodriguez

Black clay on my mind

Out of touch, out of time

No concrete or yellow lanes

Just bare feet and knotted vines

Find me standing on the edge of the Colorado

Live oak- and cedar-kissed

From Boggy Creek to Montopolis

We’ll never know how much we missed

A hundred years before this

Find me standing on the edge of the Colorado

I wanna go back to a river town

Before the age of the runaround

To that moment I can hear my mama

Calling me back home

Find me standing on the edge of the Colorado

High speed obsession

My sense of direction is gone

Constant connections

Got me further from where I belong

You never can go back, it seems

You never know what nothing means

Turn off the phone, turn out the light

I’ll meet you in my dreams tonight

Find me standing on the edge of the Colorado

I wanna go back to a river town

Before the age of the runaround

To that moment I can hear my mama

Calling me back home