Lyrics Rowboat - Talons'

Rowboat

Then the next day we made for the coast
With a gas can in the trunk
A gun under the seat and hope
We tied your hair up and backseat drove like the old days
I put my foot down, turned off the lights, and prayed
Over the Appalachians and down, down, down
Blew through a checkpoint
And shot the right taillight out
Parked by an old wing store and I got the dark beach
Steal a boat
Gone