Lyrics

Looking for a bar that don’t want to be found
Somewhere in the dark on the edge of this town
Somewhere in the dark on the edge of this town
Where I can play my part somewhere in the background
Looking for a northern star over a southern town

I’ll start a revolution and forget my cause
Manifest a union of my gut and my heart
Manifest a union of my gut and my heart
Find a million uses and then pull it apart
Take the same avenue I’ve taken all along

There’s country side killers on the highway roads
They’re running like cowards from the crowded coast
They’re running like cowards from the crowded coast
Waiting on the hour when it all goes cold
Country side killers coming down on the highway road

Start another brushfire
Let it burn real good
I wouldn’t try to put the thing out even if I could
Let the flames grow tired
Get a real good look
I’m killing all my borrowed time in the cinder and soot

I’m gonna head to the desert for a couple of days
Waiting on the weather and the wind in my face
Waiting on the weather and the wind in my face
Get my shit together and steady my pace
Heading on out to the desert for a couple of days

I don't own this state of mind it’s just been rented awhile
Workers on the road for the next ten miles
Workers on the road for the next ten miles
The sun’s coming up over the worthy and the wild
I’m safe among the static haze of the radio dial