| You hang your hand out the car window.
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| We travel by the roadway’s hum.
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| See the signs pass.
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| Watch the fields go by.
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| Every mailbox.
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| Every streetlight.
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| Right here with me: exist amongst the wheat.
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| Amidst the leaves you watch listlessly.
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| To the key of evergreen, I listen to the whisper.
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| We’ll climb the mountains before we meet the sea.
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| The rain will stop eventually.
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| I’ll drive slow across black ice
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| And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes.
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| Soon enough the sun will go down; |
| but it’s no bother, I’m not tired.
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| It’s no bother.
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| I’m not tired. |
| I’m not tired.
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| We’ll climb the mountains before we meet the sea.
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| The rain will stop eventually.
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| I’ll drive slow across black ice
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| And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes.
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| We’ll climb the mountains before we meet the sea.
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| The rain will stop eventually.
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| I’ll drive slow across black ice
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| And you’ll be safe to rest your eyes.
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| My lovely…
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| My lovely…
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| You’ll be safe to rest your eyes. |