Cold gray buildings where a hill should be
Steel and concrete closin` in on me
City faces haunt the places
I used to roam
Cowboy, cowboy - can`t run, can`t hide
Too late to fight now - too tired to try
Wind that once blew free
Now scatters dust to the sky
Cowboy, cowboy - can`t run, can`t hide
Too late to fight now - too tired to try
