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Silver Nissan
03:25
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Caught you in the rearview,
I-95,
Singing to your radio
On the morning drive.
Thought you were all alone,
All by yourself,
Just you and the dj
And nobody else.
Is it weird to slow down?
Is it weird to let you pass me by?
Is it weird to follow you?
Is it weird to wonder what you’re like?
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, give me a sign.
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, tell me that you're mine.
Pulling off the interstate,
Nothing better to do.
One eye on the road ahead,
The other eye on you.
Is it weird to slow down?
Is it weird to let you pass me by?
Is it weird to follow you?
Is it weird to wonder what you’re like?
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, give me a sign.
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, tell me that you're mine.
Lost you at a red light,
But it isn’t the end.
I memorize your license plate
So I can see you again.
Is it weird to slow down?
Is it weird to let you pass me by?
Is it weird to follow you?
Is it weird to wonder what you’re like?
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, give me a sign.
Silver Nissan, silver Nissan,
Silver Nissan, tell me that you're mine.
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Rearview
03:30
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Another early morning,
Another moonlight drive.
How long can you keep this up
And keep your soul alive?
Everything you could have been,
And everything you were,
Fading like a distant dream
Never to return
While the world keeps crumbling
While the world keeps rumbling
While the world keeps tumbling
In the rearview.
Following the road signs
Counting down the miles
Can’t recall the last time
You didn’t fake a smile
Still you keep believing,
Running down a dream,
Hoping that tomorrow is
Closer than it seems
While the world keeps crumbling
While the world keeps rumbling
While the world keeps tumbling
In the rearview.
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Red Door
03:45
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Two hands on the wheel and
I’m grinding my teeth,
Slow drive through a strange world
With no sign of relief.
I’m seeing faces but I’m
Forgetting names.
Every street I turn down
Feels exactly the same.
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door
I call home.
The numbers and the street signs
Dematerialize
These houses look familiar now
But I don’t know why
It all means something, but
I don’t know what…
The life I used to live
Until I forgot.
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door
I call home.
A right turn and a right turn
And a right turn again,
The world I’m looking for is
Right around the bend.
A stitch in time,
A slipping mind.
A glimpse of a life
That left me behind.
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door,
Looking for a red door
I call home.
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Madrid
04:33
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Roughly the shape of an animal’s skull,
A car with us inside,
Two-hundred miles of broken road
And nowhere left to hide.
A single lane of gravel,
A yellow strip of dust,
An endless ring of razor wire,
Poisoned with rust.
It has to be out there,
That town off the grid,
The bikers, the artists,
The liars, Madrid.
Beaten and battered and broken beneath
A blazing orang sky,
We’ll drive until we reach that town
We’ll drive until we die.
The day’s disappearing,
The sun’s setting low,
A lifetime behind us
And miles to go.
It has to be out there,
That town off the grid,
The bikers, the artists,
The liars, Madrid.
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