Chucking a hay bail onto a flatbed truck Grandpa’s farm in 1999 At the edge of the end of the world, resetting the clocks Doesn’t sound that crazy after all The angel said to lot and his family Get the hell outta dodge If you wanna dodge the hell that’s coming But I would rather be a pillar of salt For taking one last look Then live without the memory of it all So take my hand for one more dance Slowly round the kitchen I know that I’ve been worrying you With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder But honey it’s just what I have to do Climbing a bed sheet tied into a makeshift rope From the second story window of a bar Escaping the local ghost in 2009 I think about that morning all the time Watching the Sun rise, waving my hand Out the open window of the car I was a lonely kid chasing the wind It’s a wonder that I made it this far So take my hand for one more dance Slowly round the kitchen I know that I’ve been worrying you With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder Honey it’s just what I have to do Will all this time treading water Make my legs that much stronger Take my hand for one more dance Slowly round the kitchen I know that I’ve been worrying you With all these long aching glances back over my shoulder But honey it’s just what I have to do Honey it’s just what I have to do