Louisiana

I fell asleep last night On a roundabout A cloud of wings From the glass around you Light reflects The sun on your skin When you touch me Bullets in conversation On a crowded train Quietly violent When you touch me Planets in sweet collision Quietly

So long Rayne, Louisiana Never see me no more Hundred dollars thirty days in the slammer I'd rather hit the road I found I'm goin' crazy Every day here the same I'm bound to go to the city Where nobody knows my name How many days can I walk this road