I rolled right past the old farm

Where the woods had burned away

Where love was just an all too soon

Forgotten summer day

You had painted pine trees

It seemed they owned the air

Now they're lost with time and wisdom

And you don't care

You can cheer a lost cause

Follow it to dust

And say you never knew someone

That you could ever trust

And if you ever want me

I'm not an easy kill

Hitchin' up the roadside

I won't be lying still

You can cheer a lost cause

Follow it to dust

And say you never knew someone

That you could ever trust

You seem to have you head down

Fingering your favorite glass

Staring at the early dream

With a wind that blew right past

You can cheer a lost cause

Follow it to dust

And say you never knew someone

That you could ever trust

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NOT AN EASY KILL is more than a song about lost friendship and love. It's about recognizing that maybe they never existed. A road once so rich with the promise of joy devolves to the geography of nowhere. That idyllic farm you went by so many times in your youth is isolated and falling apart with everything growing out of it. There's real damage, and you're surviving your hurt. You once believed you could thrive there and you hung in, believing in the friend or lover who sadly never was authentic. To admit it all might be the final blow, so you don't. You won't begin to accept that it's probably in some way your fault. You'll cheer that lost cause and follow it to dust, and then say you could never trust anyone. This is the worst kind of mathematics. Nothing adds up except the years. Nothing could ever have grown here.