Damn. Sooooooo beautiful.
1000 miles in your car
We’re halfway to LA today
The ones I love know who they are
And the rest all just slip away
I wanna burn the circus tents
I wanna crash your party dress
I want it all to make some sense
But it’s cool if it never does
I wanna be with you on this ride
Rub these wounds and make them shine
I want it all to work out fine
But it’s cool if it never does
Take your hands off the wheel
And throw our clothes out of the window
This is how I want to feel
Is the coast clear
Shifting gear
In a little while we’ll be able to rest
Draw the motel blinds, feel your hands on my chest
And I feel the sweet sound of chains
That fall around my feet
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