Scratching

There's a pine on fire and your eyes get wide Excited by the violence it inspires There's a spark on the way Oh, Joanne! I'm stuck, oh Joanne I'm tired And you say, "Oh man, well you can't out-run it" And it can't be undone Shadows jumpin' like puppets and laughin' at you There were times I lied But there were times where you were clapping and laughing You were honest times, too There were times you cried So I said extend your giving hand, Joanne, and I'll cry with you But I know, I know that I cannot change it And it can't be undone Shadows stretchin' and scratchin' at your heels where you run But I know, I know that I cannot change it And it can't be undone Shadows stretchin' and scratchin' at your heels where you run