one day he just walked outta there i'm not trying to sound dramatic he didnt even take his wallet, i swear
i lived in LA, he starred in New York one night he showed up at my door he said, when I was soft, I had a similar loft but I don't live nowhere no more
I had seen her deserts, my friends her canyons, her oceans, her mountains low flying owl seems to appear whenever I'm stuck on the road
but most of all I loved her highways it's true we were homeless. but the world it was ours one change of clothes, camped out in the boxcars i saw the sky touching earth on all sides i saw red lightnin in the distance
where all of the elements gather there's too much out there but you could come with me, ya know
but then that boy said something he said, we're meant to capture we were here, we were alive we raced through these cities and by train tracks we waited drifted asleep by a fire in the sand for the first time i really felt it o plan, no place to get back to
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