Split Wood and String

Verse 1

Small town siren

Wailing on a Friday night

Shadows stretching long

Folding into fading golden light

Paper maps are useless now

Ripped across the dotted center line

Walking toward a storm

Tasting salt and breathing turpentine

Pre-Chorus

Iron gates are locking up

Cold wind kicking

Loose change and gravel

Tires spinning fast

Chorus

Like a broken arrow

Lying in the muddy creek

Flying nowhere special

Point is bent and the wood is weak

Held it back for years

Now the string has finally snapped

Trying to find the mark

Knowing that I’m caught and trapped

Deep inside the thicket

Verse 2

Rust on the handle

Turning with a heavy sound

Worn out leather boots

Drag across the frozen solid ground

Telling secrets to the well

Hearing only what I already know

Staying here to wait

Watching for the heavy summer snow

Pre-Chorus

Broken glass along the ledge

Moon is hidden

Spirit is drifting

Nothing left to give

Chorus

Like a broken arrow

Lying in the muddy creek

Flying nowhere special

Point is bent and the wood is weak

Held it back for years

Now the string has finally snapped

Trying to find the mark

Knowing that I’m caught and trapped

Deep inside the thicket

Bridge

Maybe aim was never true

Maybe the target moved

Everything I ever wanted

Everything I had to prove

Left it in the hollow

Buried where the creek runs black

Chorus

Like a broken arrow

Lying in the muddy creek

Flying nowhere special

Point is bent and the wood is weak

Held it back for years

Now the string has finally snapped

Trying to find the mark

Knowing that I’m caught and trapped

Deep inside the thicket