Highways And Clouds - Amos Lee

Highways, clouds

Ain’t no stopping, it’s all I’ve gotten

As far as I’ve dropped in, as far as I’ve come

I’m from the badlands

Raised up by hard hands

You can’t feel your face when

The wind makes you numb

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

With highways and clouds

Based Madonna

Do you wanna

Hop on my Honda

And get on the run

When you’re rollin'

You lose all your schoolin'

It’s all for fools man

That can’t come undone

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We’re all lost a little

In highways and clouds

Ain’t no roadmap

We lost it at Flagstaff

It’s too late to turn back

There’s nothing to gain

So swallow me darkness

The cruel and the heartless

Will hold to our harness

And feed from our pain

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We’re all lost a little In highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

Highways and clouds

We meet in the middle

Of highways

And clouds