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Car Fiction
Echobelly In a taxi chasing for the sun, We could drive all of our tears away. With no hope for what they hope for, All around us strangers everyone, Oh oh ho run run away, Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho run run away, Oh oh ho. Maybe we could run away, The city skyline tries to kick the moon, In a taxi ride that ends too soon, We have no time for what they wait for, We can drive all of our tears away. Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho run run away, Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho run run away, You and I could kick the walls away, Oh oh ho. You and I against the walled in generation, We have no time for what they wait for, We can run fast we can run far. Oh oh ho run run away, Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho run run away, Oh oh ho run run away, Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho run run away, Maybe we could run away, Oh oh ho. Maybe we could run away, sallysally@usa.net |
