And we'll drive until the desert meets the dreadful summer sky,
And the earth itself is stroked with sun while waves of warm air rise,
To provide a disguise, for ahead whatever lies,
Begs our minds to run amiss, and our lips to spare a kiss.
This place where water freely flows,
And palm trees gently cool the breeze,
Our fool's paradise is but a swarm of awfully terrible things,
But as the sand swells up and swallows us whole we sing,
Oh! You never, never know,
Until you pull the covers from your eyes and see the truth.
And as we exit limbo, and our faces grow so long,
Bliss to blisters we ride silent, wondering where we had gone wrong,
Time and space, space and time, both begin a slow unwind,
As we approach a lively sound where a saloon is to be found.
This place where drunks serve drinks to guests,
And love to dance away their days,
A century's worth of history and before our eyes,
It fades away,
But as the silhouette slides our souls shout out and sing,
Oh! You never, never know,
Until you pull the covers from your eyes"¦
Aside from our own voices,
I heard the song of horses,
Whose hooves were beating close and closing in,
To take us back to"¦
This place where water freely flows,
And palm trees gently cool the breeze,
Our fool's paradise is but a swarm of awfully terrible things,
But as the sand swells up and swallows us whole we sing,
Oh! You never, never know,
Until you pull the covers from your eyes and see the truth.