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Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
The city lights are closing in on him
And the distance grows shorter for a while
Still he wonders what dreams fill her heart
And wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
The roads never lead where they're supposed to go
That's what he tells himself before he lets it go
Out on the cold gray plain, sunken on the side of the road
The words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well soaked
No
more
turning
backwards, he says, as he drives on, off in the rain
Ventures on up through the Colorado's and settles under the rock
Pines and stakes claim
He wonders what dreams fill the heart
And wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
The roads never lead where they're supposed to go
They just twist 'round and 'round the flame
The eyes closing, the heart retains
A bit of a spark before it fades away
That's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
And what he tells himself, Better
let
it
go
- Album:
- Edge of the Sun
- Maybe On Monday (EP)
- Algiers
- Miscellaneous
- Carried To Dust
- Garden Ruin
- Feast Of Wire
- Hot Rail
- The Black Light
- Spoke
- Aerocalexico
- The Book And The Canal
- Non-Album Releases
- Spiritoso
- Convict Pool
- Bigmouth strikes again
- Carried to Dust (Bonus Track Version)
- Edge of the Sun (Deluxe Edition)
- Edge Of The Sun (Deluxe)
- Edge of the Sun (Deluxe Version)