Lyrics

I look back as soon as away
Through the dirty bus windows lay
A range, wide for a suset
Fire-rimmed stream beds drip from that core

And ghosts are coming for me
Rattle their chains and shuffle their feet
How do you know?
Where will you go?
Far from this road
And hot evening sun

Hard friction smoothes that round rusted screw
Until it breaks
Severs the seams
Of trusted machines
We'd never use now

And the last time the lights went out
I would think you'd smile
Cause no one could see
Their hands from their feet
Their lips from their mouths

And the days
They come and they go
But the night sends life to the road
And the lights
Leaving the Great Plains
With hearts that are racing
But pockets are dry

Hard friction smoothes that round rusted screw
Until it breaks
Severs the seams
Of trusted machines
We'd never use now

And the last time the lights went out
I would think you'd smile
Cause no one could see
Their hands from their feet
Their lips from their mouths

And the dew that comes out before
Everyone wakes and looks at the door
I hope it shines
Covers the signs
That went through the night
When evening turned dark.