Steve Reynolds Set Your Sights
2. Set Your Sights
You came at noon but never really cared for the taste
of food
You marked your words on the back of every matchbook
that you ever burned
come back baby, come back baby...now
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
i'm restless
like a reckless engine
too quick to speed
I'm worn out
bent and battered
like a card stuck in a/the wheel
burn your bridges
bring them down
and you free your witness
turn the ground
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
headlights, motorcades
corners out of line
brakes and fallen wires
getting in the way
free your lover
kill the lights
brief your witness
burn tonight
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
set your sights on me
come back baby, come back baby, come back baby
