Preface: painless
You looked so pretty in that long, tall dress
Pistol for a princess
Approaching Portland, senses pointed west
You can never really arrive
One woman, one man
Such plans catch as catch can
One-off girl, one track boy
One face to ransack Troy
You can never really arrive
Red eye
Throw dice
It's hard to know when you can't live life twice
Turned on and on
On and on and on
Remember when you had the whole world won
But you can never really arrive
You can never really arrive