Lyrics Way Back in the Way Back - Hiss Golden Messenger

Way Back in the Way Back

You can call me the wheel
All I wanna do is roll it
From Tucson to Tulsa
This long-distance love, babe—
What a lonely thing to call it
Don’t be afraid
We’ll be fine in the morning
Food on the table
A body that’s able
We’ll be fine in the morning
Up with the mountains
Down with the system
That keeps us in chains
Hearing our whispering
Baby blue sky
Building a prison
Way back in the way back
The tulips are busted
The peace sign is broken
What is forgiveness?
What is atonement?
I wanna go home
Stood out in the rain
Like some rock and roll scarecrow
Both hands are brokn
Oh, the prophet has spoken
H can’t deny that I’m lonesome
Up with the mountains
Down with the system
That keeps us in chains
Hearing our whispering
Baby blue sky
Building a prison
Way back in the way back