it's all teen roads slivered silver after moonlight times driving
lips on she knows the winter kills her like a coon bite and makes her shiver and what song we know is something silly bout simple things worth long distance rings
her mom she wrote a little filler with a new light
is it further from murder or climbing to private that we're driving for?
when the days slips away like sports in the rain will we be lying bored?
walking away with your polished face won't keep the weeks you need to mine out in the light
no college
no wallet
no collar anyway
no money
no worries
no cold november day
walking away with your polished face won't keep the weeks you need to mine out in the light