Two Thousand Miles Away

 

I call to you, I wait for you
I drank you drop by drop
And I thank you for beating all the trusting out of me
You showed me the world is just an empty motel room

And I will die in Wyoming in a drugstore parking lot
So high I’ll believe that I am parked outside your house
Two thousand miles away

I call to you, I sang for you
I lose you drop by drop
And I thank you for taking all you ever could from me
You showed me the world is just the things you keep to lose

And I will die in Wyoming

Wyoming
Water Liars

Yield to temptation. It may not pass your way again.
Robert A. Heinlein

No Rain

July

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Gold & Blue

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Dawn

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«…There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk…»
Jean-Paul Sartre


Music by The Cinematic Orchestra