Arrow

Arrow

Words by Clint Collins

March 17, 2006

Engine stalls and wheels won’t turn

Wasted time and every cent I earned

Losing faith in so called lessons learned

I never learned

Oh , I need some kind of guide

So I form my body in the shape of an arrow

But I still don’t know which direction to go

You can turn me left, you can turn me south

You can pull me close, you can shoot me out

The compass needle is stuck in place

I still can’t see the blood on my own face

The treasure map has all but been erased

Oh what a waste

Oh , I need some kind of guide

So I form my body in the shape of an arrow

But I still don’t know which direction to go

You can turn me left, you can turn me south

You can pull me close, you can shoot me out