Long Gone West - Turnpike
Well thunder beats in 4/4 timeDestruction busts and blossoms
And darkness tips a heavy hand
Of jokers over nines
Then love climbs out of a totalled car
At the bottom of a valley
While progress dusts off his old clichés
And polishes them till they shine
Yes I know where I'm going
It's just a hundred miles west of anywhere
Take my hand
Take the wheel
Take the world
Cause I know where to call home
When the turnpike explodes
And the mob runs into the sea
Well the neighborhood just licks its wounds
While the dreamers arm for glory
And patience makes a last gasp chance
At staving off the cold
Then kindness climbs to the mountaintop
To certify the stories
And conscience dries up like a life
Spent deep in an overload
Yes I know where I'm going
It's just a hundred miles west of anywhere
Take my hand
Take the wheel
Take the world
Cause I know where to call home
When the turnpike explodes
And the mob runs into the sea
The broken world gives up its ghost
And stumbles from the party
While the lookers-on loot their own homes
Thinking what they'd lost they'd found
Then the mercenaries pick their teeth
With the bones of a lesser story
And cram into their Sunday best
When Jehovah comes around
Yes I know where I'm going
It's just a hundred miles west of anywhere
Take my hand
Take the wheel
Take the world
Cause I know where to call home
When the turnpike explodes
And the mob runs into the sea
Written by:
Andrew St. Laurent, Christopher Poling, Michael Rooney, Nathan Odell, Thomas McIntyre
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