Runnin' from the rate race Just as fast as I can Take off my tie so I can breathe Me, I'm going where the fresh air's blowin' Take a little walk in the
She exits her gold chariot One pump at a time Cloaked in her matching pin-striped Arsenal of next month's nows She grazes through the dark Downtown concrete
The busy streets And the even busier Patrons and vehicles Argue my elusive steps Through the blur of urgency Here, I'm always on my toes Until an abrupt
It starts with a canvas A starchy, blinding white Then comes the flash of illumination And the tools to record the plight So I begin drowning the surface
I've woken again in an ocean of salt Drenched from recurring Dreams of such horror They haunt my evenings Nightmares of a future so absurd This fantasy
Consider this your fair warning There's no turning back now You're leaving your Blanket of cleansed gospel For the smut of vicious truth You won't need
Down from the mountain out walking the flood I see the future in this setting sun Unfolded gardens uncover the earth as it was Filled with canteens and
Moonlit girls hiding in the dunes Stars are falling like rockets in ruins I'm in the meadows where the roses bloom The orange blossoms shaking loose Lovers
Blackbird sitting on an open gate Old camel now walking the plains West wind blowing in waist high weed A-sideways of the rain A bloodhound spent Can
I never knew my mother and the closest that I came Was a picture that my daddy showed to me When he held it in two calloused hands and told me son don
Ridin' twenty miles on a midnight train Just to go fishin' in the pourin' rain Take along your baby just 'cause you're in love Fishin' and lovin', I can
Time by lady Rolex Body by Bowflex Hair by Hollywood salon Bag by Louis Vuitton High heels, Manolo Blahniks Tanqueray gin and tonics Sunglass by Gucci
She was born out in the sticks In the drought of '76 Pulled the wings of bugs for kicks She's country Learned to drive in beat up hack Shotgun and an
He's drinking cold Corona Feels like he's getting older Now and noticing how he's finding Gray hairs left in the shower Tattoos fade by the hour And he
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She falls asleep and all she thinks about is you She falls asleep and all she dreams about is you When she's asleep, the air she's breathing is for you
She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck She says it's always muddy and it rides so rough And there ain't no graceful way to climb up in a dress Yeah,
Lazy country evening Sittin' by you The baby's in his cradle And the day's almost through Red sunset over pine trees I'm feelin' High as the mountain