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to their dreams
Bound by the depth of their love

If I can't hold on to you
If I can't hold on to you
There'll be a sky of fire and hell of blue
If all
to the American man
Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the time is surely now or never more
they graze
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Loyalty riches
to the American man
Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the time is surely now
the Dhrangadhra
Silently passed by our car
A vulture circled high above in the air
I had to shade my eyes to cover the glare
Sweating in the plastic seats
Hard
to the American man
Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the time is surely now or never more.
a van
Driven by an elder gentlemen who cuts right in front of me 
From now on that's all I see

(instrumental)

Chorus 
Its a nine hour drive from me
Drive-by shootings fill fear in the hearts of the city
A shortage of life
No warriors to fight the thugs who rule with no pity
The leaders say it
do I meditate day and night
Therefore I must be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water
And bring'eth forth fruit in due season
I locks also
they graze
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
My lips parched and bloodied
My face torn by sand storms and pride
Loyalty riches
to the American man
Softly he glides along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the time is surely now
and drive fast enough, all our troubles will be just like us
Long gone baby

Lets get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by
a window
I can do it perfect all by myself
Or I could stay in bed, pull the covers over my head
And sleep until they find a cure
How did it come to this?
and drive fast enough, all our troubles will be just like us
Long gone baby

Lets get out of this town tonight
Nothing but dust in the shadows
Gone by
to

[Chorus:]
By the shoreline, will you be fine
Or will it cover you
And when you taste it, do you embrace it
What will you let it do

We grab a look
And drive drive drive down that empty highway again
Surrounded by food you don't worry about starvation
Only temptation and keeping sane

Maybe you live in
smile
'cause looks are deceivin'
Sexy walk mighty profound
So pretty girls are misleadin'
Lesson learned don't judge a book
By lookin' at its cover, you
And I hid my teenage broken heart 
Instead I signed this poem 

I hope you always drive a Cadillac 
I hope you always drink champagne 
I hope you
I don't want to let another minute get by
They're slipping through our fingers but we're ready to fly
The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle
Help me cover this
I cannot paint this alone, alone

Piece by piece by

A piece to fill 
What's just now came to exist
I'm building with no
Creek was running by the road
And the Buckeye sun was a-shinin'
I rode my bike down Alum Creek Drive
When I was a boy in Ohio
The English teacher
and started to drive

He'd let me in without a cover charge
Found my way to the back of the bar
Peeled the corners of a cocktail napkin
Watching everybody
and started to drive

He'd let me in without a cover charge
Found my way to the back of the bar
Peeled the corners of a cocktail napkin
Watching everybody
I don't want to let another minute get by
They're slipping through our fingers but we're ready to fly
The night'll be our cover and we'll huddle
You get caught in the cover like the sun gets caught in the heat
Darlin what you waiting for that old blue Toyota's outside the door
Put it in drive