Texty:
Mason Jennings Boneclouds

Wind blowing through the trees [Incomprehensible] light shines through I am so far from where I began when I was young Morning's breaking, I can hear

On the train ride to Paris Or from sunny Barcelona We rose up through the mountains As the sun started setting And the sea came out below us As we rode

Dust cloud coming off an old dirt road That leads up here to this little graveyard Seven lights in a perfect row Under each light is a police car Just

When I woke up, you were crying In the dark next to me And I did not reach out to touch you You were 10,000 miles from me Moon sailing on the water Moon

Little airplane in the sky you point up at it I watch your face as you watch it go by Everything is perfect Where would I be right now If all my dreams

You taste like wine, battle smoke something crying blue like oxygen coming in and out again good god i want you run hide and i?ll hunt you tracing your

Got so lost that i went to church sorry god bu you made it worse made me sit beind a fence haunted by the evidence i guess you don?t want me to think

Dust cloud coming off an old dirt road that leads up here to this little graveyard seven lights in a perfect row and under each light is a police car

When i woke up you were crying in the dark next to me and i did not reach out to touch you you were ten thousand miles from me moon sailing on the