Lyrics
I look out the window
And I want a drink
But the only friend here is my shadow
Staring out at the windswept sundown with me
The mountains are ablaze with orange and pink
And the winds cry like a part dying in me
A part that burns and yearns to live
Maybe the soul
Maybe some other being
Still have her every word
Stuck at the back of my throat
Guess they were a little harder to swallow
Than I at first thought
But then again those words
Were of a kind I never knew she spoke
I've got a pretty 600
And she's droning in the face of the night
Honing in on the neons and whisky
Trouble will be easy to find
Last time I checked
There's no real escape
We're all here for the long or the short run
With old ways you can't seem to shake
I spent many so many years fraying with fate
And though my every instinct was telling me
That new life would dawn if I would just leave
But I stuck around
Now baby, it's a storm locked fever
Handing out these lonesome nights
Not every rhinestone angel
Will lead you to see a new light
Baby I'm blind, but a believer
Honing for the finish line
But maybe tonight could be ours, girl
Heaven take the edge of our mind
I've got my limits
But I tend to cross the line
And when my body is worn out and broken
I'll take it out for one more ride
Like this world that's burning on the edge of the brink
Not knowing how long before she sinks
Billions of hearts broken and caged
It's everyone's plight
Now baby, it's a storm locked fever
Handing out these lonesome night
Not every rhinestone cowboy
Will take you on a brand new ride
Baby I'm blind, but a believer
Honing for the finish line
But maybe tonight could be ours, girl
Heaven take the edge of our minds
See we're not all that different
But baby make no mistake
I had find out the hard way
Who to keep loving
And who to keep at bay
All the times I've mourned
When things were not what they seemed
Like those who had their fill and turned away
It could tear you apart and take your faith
But I've still got mine
Now baby, it's a storm locked fever
Handing out lonesome nights
Not every rhinestone angel
Will lead you to see new light
Baby I'm blind, but a believer
Honing for the finish line
Maybe tonight could be ours
Heaven take the edge of our mind
7 сен 2024
