Darlingside - Rodeo Lyrics

This is my first rodeo
Holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

An aisle at the convenience store
Shoelace gray lottery floor
It feels like I've been here before

The clerk is a man behind glass
And behind his eyes is the past
And behind him the local news broadcast

There are only two ways you can go
Away from or back to your home
So I picture a gigantic road
Where everyone walks to the sun

This is my first rodeo
Holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

I happen on breakfast downstairs
My mom and my brother are there
Cinnamon toast in the air

The dogs are out back in the snow
The TV, the clock radio
Everything talks in its tone

As the months go I've zoomed too far in
These pages are pages I've read
And the places are places I've been

And today is the same as the rest
But surer in shape nonetheless
So I stand up and drop off my plate
Push out the door to the front gate

An aisle on a bus out of town
I feel my feet moving me down
The bus lifting up off the ground

Then the plots come and go for a while
A parking lot fades into sight
The path to the beach in the streetlight

The door pulls the bus driver's hand
The curb pushes up to the sand
I step into an alien land

Where the sandbrush and snowdunes descend
An ice water ocean begins
And I think I can see to the end
A wing in the light in the wind