i've been wondering what you meant when you asked
do you have a light?
i've been wondering where you went when you left
cloud blood smudge smeared on the sky
that party that night
it's dawn's roadkill
i've been driving since midnight
and i'm driving still on my rand mcnally
stop on the top of the ridge just to feel the wind
then i feel the air go cold as i drift in
to the first blue of the valley
you're wondering how far down you are
on my call back list
the landscape shifts but you don't realize everytime i find i'm by a phone
every other song someone's trying to write angels
into the wrold
every grace, every ace every near miss
every decent kiss by a pretty girl
she was an angel
she looked like an angel
and all of the angels did sing
the angels were watching
and the angels were listening
and the angels were on hand to stand in for everything
when a man pulls a rabbit out of a hat
you can call it magic
if there isn't a better word than that
but the reason i don't call is cuz i wonder
and you can call me crazy
but i think you're as lazy
and i know you'll only speak to me in dial tones as white paint on a wall
if i call
it's been way too long
since i've been behind the wheel
headlights guiding me through the dark i feel
dry eyed trying hard to resist
sleep's first kill
i think of thiseverytime i have time to think.
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