From turnpikes to highways And gravel into dust From soybeans to silhouettes advancing in the dusk Sky above I fell in love while I was sitting still The rate at which the Rust Belt fades to Appalachian hills, oh
Drive south as history unfolds The awe-inspiring death-defying metamodern world Take my word I think we'll be alright Lost myself along the way but had the greatest time I'll pass you somewhere in the night
A stranger out in Utah gestures towards the muddy car He said hey are you nomads, did you come from somewhere far I said I don't know man but it feels that way today This highway is the last breath of an empire in decay
Drive south as history unfolds The all-providing, soon expiring modern western world Take my word I think we'll be alright Lost myself along the way but had the greatest time I'll pass you somewhere in the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
