#uncle strut

Driving west in August Got time to kill just passing through The orange sky’s our lullaby For a backroad driving afternoon

Spinning round in circles dizzy in my head Dancing with the ghost of what could’ve been I’m a slow train rolling to a bitter end And I lose myself

Let's park the car now and watch the sun go down Go for a walk around and hear the ocean sound

Lying down with you in the middle of the street Stars speak out like the sound of boots on leaves Sunday mornings never seemed so sweet When you're lying next to me

Let's take a drive out of the city Talk to the ones who say they miss me Heard from a friend that it was healthy Spending time beneath the sun