Grey Delisle Iron Flowers
Iron flowers
And water towers
And lonesome stretches of black
Drunken cowboys
And AM white noise
And Tuscon running down my back
This highway runs longer and faster than I do
It rolls on for always dipping in and out of view
The clay turns to asphalt and the dark sky turns to blue
This highway runs away from you
Truckstop phonecalls
And knuckles
And phony brick walls
And cornfields growing up too fast
Orphan tires
And chapel spires
And other things I thought were gonna last
This highway runs longer and faster than I do
It rolls on for always dipping in and out of view
The clay turns to asphalt and the dark sky turns to blue
This highway runs away from you
This highway runs away from you
