The story
She dances forward while the old life keeps time behind her.
She keeps two-steppin’ through the past, moving past the old room, the old name, the old hurt without stopping. The beat makes room for the memory of Texas and what got left there, but every step says she is not turning back, even when the floor feels crowded with what used to be.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
The lyric sheet for this one isn't published yet — press play and listen along.