Rand McNally

歌詞

A Rand McNally atlas, cheap coffee stained Now, I wouldn't know how to use one with my life at stake You were waiting on a payphone at a truck stop in Houston Trying to call your mother, 'cause she's a worrier A handful of twenties in your overcoat Always rolled into a pillow on some stranger's floor And you tell these stories with happy endings Only when interrupted before they're over But I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms It seemed these highways were never-ending Circling odds and evens, the numbers ascending and Searching through static on the Wyoming plains We danced to both kinds of music, as the old joke claims And I wanted for nothing, I couldn't rent We lived on whiskey and Twizzlers, and youth's discontent With this Rand McNally atlas, dog-eared and frayed Like Old Testament verses that don't make sense in this decade Don't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms But I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns And I'm holding on Holding on I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade I won't let the light fade