For just a few days, travel My delusions ablaze The homesteaders´ life
You talked to your kid How frightened you´d been when she almost died So little time, so many miles to drive before the endless sleep eventually arrives I never would´ve thought that life was so long that we´d be growing old with stories untold
You´re kindled by the dials on the dashboard Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport Speeding like we thought we were escaping From everything we feel like we were breaking Now try to hold the memories
You´re kindled by the dials on the dashboard Your tattoos like the stamps upon your passport Speeding like we thought we were escaping From everything we feel like we were breaking