[04:54.00]She's got juice ripe and ready
[04:54.00]Soaking her sleeve
[04:54.00]It's good to sleep when you need an answer
[04:54.00]Ready to receive
[04:54.00]I wasn't looking at the mountain
[04:54.00]When I burned my hand on the stove
[04:54.00]I don't want to sell death short
[04:54.00]But life is starting to take hold
[04:54.00]
[04:54.00]We can stay for a couple days
[04:54.00]Maybe make a few friends
[04:54.00]If the price of time is right
[04:54.00]We'll end up owning it again
[04:54.00]
[04:54.00]From jackshit southern Indiana
[04:54.00]To the Cascade Mountain range
[04:54.00]I passed her up on the interstate
[04:54.00]The model of her car had changed
[04:54.00]It was old but she looked pretty in it
[04:54.00]Turning her head to right the land
[04:54.00]I knew we'd meet her once again
[04:54.00]She looked like she was in command
[04:54.00]
[04:54.00]Hanging in a ditch behind court two
[04:54.00]With the dandelion grass and clover
[04:54.00]Cracking back the hours slowly
[04:54.00]To erase the longing doubts
[04:54.00]Before the veil is closed, gonna get out
[04:54.00]Before the veil is closed, gonna get out
[04:54.00]Gonna get out before the veil is closed
[04:54.00]
[04:54.00]Burnt black spraycan lay in state
[04:54.00]I'd used it to write my name
[04:54.00]Like a Texas lamb anticipating the clear left lane
[04:54.00]Now I'm going to take from you the apple
[04:54.00]And give back something more then food
[04:54.00]But first you gotta promise you're gonna share it
[04:54.00]Even though it feels this good