Borderland

Well, I headed back to the Borderland When the home-guard went insane. No use trying to work with people Who can't tell fire from rain. The Judge had tried to hitch a ride But I only took him half way. Friends are friends, but in the Borderland You can't be careful of what you say. The Sheriff sent me every warning he could But I knew more than he. My home is both sides of the Borderland So he knows where I'll be. The Businessman in a sleek sedan Thought he could beat me here, But roads fade out before you reach the line And the signposts disappear. So good to be home in the Borderland Where things are not what they seem. So good to be home in the Borderland Between the dawn and the dream.