Lirik Lagu Driving Away - Rickie Lee Jones
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The man in the starry tieLed me talking backwardsAcross the waving chipsI spoke fantastic, like a prophetLike a piece of bloodWhere no doors are
And weary now I set upon the good yearAnd the wrenchWrenching out of me everyReady of lightThat I might get it rightAnd walk awayInto the metro sunsetThe golden metro may
And now across the plainsTake your childThe highway sign, banana trees,Windows parted and hopingSee the flat faced delicatessenSweeping up the afternoonPick up little pieces of meetingsAnd on your wayHere is the donut shopHere is the early morning lightWhere I would drool in chlorineYes here is the early early mornings I spent training
And here is the highwayChasing 'j's' out on his empty skinLooking for license platesAnd liquor storesOver there is new mexicoAnd down there is corpusYou can find my mother and me wrapped up in a warmScotch on the rocksThe numbing ice of each others eyesLooking just like nowFor relief
There is no direction but pastEvery thing else is passiveBut if you would seek meSeek me thereIn a fieldOr a gas stationIn my american mothers armsBefore she is too medicatedTo rememberHow to say my name
Say it gently, just once moreFor me motherWith the sounds of trucks and distant trainsWith the gold sticksAnd the burnt skin of prayerBathe me once againIn hot oilSilence and long, long daysCar keys and dash board lightsBears in the garbageThat sweet honeycombOf memoryDon't weave the web too tightDon't catch me tonightSpeak to me in cool linesThe steering wheels turningWhere ever we goDinner approaches
The fire lightOf high beam and lipstickLaughing the red midwestHer curled curtainsWild and a strand of me stuck in her mouthWet al
And weary now I set upon the good yearAnd the wrenchWrenching out of me everyReady of lightThat I might get it rightAnd walk awayInto the metro sunsetThe golden metro may
And now across the plainsTake your childThe highway sign, banana trees,Windows parted and hopingSee the flat faced delicatessenSweeping up the afternoonPick up little pieces of meetingsAnd on your wayHere is the donut shopHere is the early morning lightWhere I would drool in chlorineYes here is the early early mornings I spent training
And here is the highwayChasing 'j's' out on his empty skinLooking for license platesAnd liquor storesOver there is new mexicoAnd down there is corpusYou can find my mother and me wrapped up in a warmScotch on the rocksThe numbing ice of each others eyesLooking just like nowFor relief
There is no direction but pastEvery thing else is passiveBut if you would seek meSeek me thereIn a fieldOr a gas stationIn my american mothers armsBefore she is too medicatedTo rememberHow to say my name
Say it gently, just once moreFor me motherWith the sounds of trucks and distant trainsWith the gold sticksAnd the burnt skin of prayerBathe me once againIn hot oilSilence and long, long daysCar keys and dash board lightsBears in the garbageThat sweet honeycombOf memoryDon't weave the web too tightDon't catch me tonightSpeak to me in cool linesThe steering wheels turningWhere ever we goDinner approaches
The fire lightOf high beam and lipstickLaughing the red midwestHer curled curtainsWild and a strand of me stuck in her mouthWet al
