Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Utah, Colorado and Vegas. Not driving on 9.

You could be a shadow, beneath the street light, behind my home. I sure miss you, pass a motel, looking at the piles. Looking for thirty, maybe I passed it, go another mile. I sure look pretty, Carson City, walking down the isle. Does daddy have a shotgun, he said he'd never need one, go another mile. Looking out my window cell, wondering if I want you still, wondering what's right. Song lyrics by The Breeders. Drivin'On. No comments: