Making months into minutes
I forget how fast I move
Knowing the engine won't last if it never gets the chance to cool
The whole ride home from Baltimore
I scanned the floor as not to see what passed
I've watched so many run to the edge of the world
Just to find they never wanted to leave
Dying slow
And as they faced the ledge
They finally got the chance to breathe
Let's go
We tried so hard
We tried so hard to send the daylight back to sleep
But the night has fled
And it's time to leave
So slice myself in two
Just to leave her with a little piece
A souvenir
For all the promise ahead
There's just as much in the rearview mirror
The engine moves and I call to you, I'm alone
It's been said, The boy's not right in the head.
So don't bet on his impoverished venture westward
Straying far from comfort to find California's gold already mined
And she's still waiting behind for you to come home