Rand McNally 歌词

A rand mcnally atlas, cheap coffee stained Now I wouldn’t know how to use one With my life at stake You were waiting on a pay phone At a truck stop in houston Trying to call your mother ‘cause she’s a worrier A handful of twenties in your overcoat Always rolled into a pillow On some stranger’s floor And you tell these stories with happy endings Only when interrupted Before they’re over But I won’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns I won’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms It seemed these highways were never ending Circling odds and evens Their numbers ascending and Searching through static on the Wyoming plains We danced to both kinds of music As the old joke claims I wanted for nothing I couldn’t rent We lived on whiskey and twizzlers And youth’s discontent with this Rand mcnally atlas dog-eared and frayed Like old testament verses That don’t make sense in this decade Don’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns I won’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Falling asleep in their arms I won’t let the light fade I won’t let the light fade Chasing these roads into dawns And I'm holding on, holding on