The building up and
The tearing down.
Another laser show.
Another scratched up prairie town.
Listen to the windshield wipers
Back and forth against the summer rain.
Take comfort in the rituals.
The repetition in the waves of grain.
Another frontage road.
Another trailer hitch.
It's extra fro the rollaway
So someone better sleep in it.
The party that we're going to
I bet you they got something for your pain.
Take comfort in the rituals.
The repetition in the summer rain.
If you get lonely
I might know somebody.
When we hit Denver
We'll have ourselves an extra party.
She likes the same things we do and
I'm pretty sure she's gonna like you too.
Leave nothing but the music on her reputation
Once we move on through.
The way it washes over you.
The same old sense of rest stop Deja Vu.
Saying that you're pretty sure
We've been at this rest stop once before.
Maybe more.
Probably more.
Another motel room.
Another baseball game.
Another finer point.
Another 6-4 double play.
My eyes are so tired I can't even recognize these teams.
Keep on feeling fascination.
Alternate real life with lucid dreams.
Keep on feeling fascination.
Alternate real life with lucid dreams.