Lyrics
I got some, pictures of people in places
Sometimes I remember the names for the faces
Tacked up in my memory, in hard-to-reach places
I forgot where I wanted to go
I don’t know, just when my fire went out
So many times, I was laid low
I got out of the life, made my own way to heaven
Out here in New Mexico
A grandmother said, you climb fool’s hill one time
Best that you do it, while you’re young and you’re dumb
Well I sure climbed that hill, then I set it on fire
Now mostly, I just sit here and smile
Our loved ones are strangers, we know very well
We sing songs and we laugh, and go nuts
My heart’s full of love, for all of these people
Nobody else, got to be us