hardtop sunset streams my way,
when will i see tomorrow?
and the pavement's so hot,
burning memories away.
oh daddy don't you know,
you turned your back on me.
i took my money with honest mind,
but bloodstains on this dollar
take me home
through colorado snow,
cooling off my pistol,
i never knew where to begin.
it's true that i'm happy,
driving through my dreams.
but my broken times are hard,
and i want you to sing to me.
i'll be driving for forever,
so i won't hear your pleas,
but bloodstains on this dollar
bring me homeward.
it's really not that far.
2 comments:
dustin dustin dustin
i feel like this is about something i don't know about.
riley's comment confirms my suspicion.
still, good.
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