Bill Callahan - Drover (Apocalypse) lyrics

The real people went away
I'll find a better way someday
Leaving only me and my dreams
My cattle and a resonator

I drove all the beasts down
Right under your nose
The lumbering footloose power
The bull and the rose don't touch them
Don't try to hurt them my cattle
Tss, tss

I drove them by the crops
And thought the crops were lost
I consoled myself with rudimentary thoughts
And I set my watch against the city clock
It was way off

Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country
It takes a strong, strong
It breaks a strong, strong mind
Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country
It takes a strong, strong
It breaks a strong, strong mind
And anything less, anything less
Makes me feel like I'm wasting my time

But the pain and frustration is not mine
It belongs to the cattle through the valley
And when my cattle turns on me
I was knocked back flat
I was knocked out cold for one
Clack of the train track
Then I rose, a colossal hand buried
Buried in sand

I rose like a drover
For I am, in the end, a drover
A drover by trade
And when my cattle turns on me
I am a drover double fold

My cattle bears it all away
For me and everyone one, one, one, one, one
One, one, one, one, one
One, one, one, one, one, yo

Yeah, one thing about this wild, wild country
It takes a strong, strong
It breaks a strong, strong mind
And anything less, anything less
Makes me feel like I'm wasting my time