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 that party that night
cloud blood smudge smeared on the sky
its dawns roadkill
i've been driving since midnight
and i'm driving still
stop on the top of the ridge
just to feel the wind on my rand mcnally
then i feel the air grow cold
as i drift in to the first blue of the valley
and you're wondering how far down you are on my
call back list
but you don't realize
everytime i find i'm by a phone the landscape shifts
every other song someones trying to write
angels into the world
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
and the angels were watching
and the angels were listening
and the angels were on hand to stand in for everything
you can call it magic
when a man pulls a rabbit out of a hat
but the reason i don't call
is cuz i wonder if there isnt a better word than that
and you can call me crazy
but i think you're as lazy as white paint on the wall
and i know you'll only speak to me in dial tones
if i call
its been way too long
since i've been behind the wheel
headlights guiding me right through the dark
i feel
dry eyed, trying to resist
sleeps first kiss
everytime i have time to think
i think of this
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