Lyrics: Ryan Adams. Faithless Street. Midway Park.

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Ride with you tonight, I'll ride forever
There's no way to predict this kind of weather
Ashes fall to earth, words are severed
Feathers turn to weighted iron pillars

Midway park
Streetlights shine on a road that is dark
Down on the graves
Where we'll lie. We'll lie. We'll lie.

Think of you tonight, I'll think forever
There's no way to predict this kind of weather
Ashes fall to earth, words are severed
Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars

Midway park
Streetlights shine on a road that is dark
Down on the graves
We'll lie. Where we'll lie. We'll lie.

Don't tell the truth, we'll lie
Just lie.
Don't tell the truth
Just lie.