I found a picture from that night in Richmond We both got drunk on homemade wine You said your dad made it in the bathtub It tasted funny but it made me feel alright It made me feel alright I left for the next city on the poster You wrote me a novel and I wrote you mine You said you couldn't fit it all on paper Now we hardly get to a second line I must just be tongue tied Running round in circles in my head Well here we are again Headed off to bed Without a word to say To one another in the end Here we are again I called you from a motel bathroom I guess this town made Pontiacs You said those cars were discontinued Sometimes silver streaks aren't meant to last Today I cried and I didn't tell you My brother found me in aisle three This is gonna' be the last time I come through Minnesota in minus 10 degrees But there are no guarantees Maybe we should quit while we're ahead Well here we are again Trying to pretend Without a word to say To one another in the end Here we are again Here we are again All I want is you back then Well here we are again Trying to pretend Without a word to say to one another in the end Here we are again Here we are again