Lolo - Boy Eats Drum Machine

So my love there’s an opening

Where the road cuts across the plains

And scales the mountain’s back

And one side meets the other

There’s a flood burning in the hills

And smoke throughout the sky

Circling the west

Circling the long way home

We all draw

A curving line

We follow just to find

Where it leads

(I'm. on. the long way home)

Circling

I’m just on

The long way home

(I'm. on. the long way home)

And my love there’s a rolling space

Your wheels push the ground for days

A mile above the sea

And I wish that you were sitting here

As the clock wears down the hills

A second at a time

One second at a time

We all draw

A curving line

We follow just to find

Where it leads

(I'm. on. the long way home)

And I’m circling

On

The long way home

(I'm. on. the long way home)

The long way

I-5 Pacific on the left

Where your eyes squint away the sun

And I’m just a bag of bones

Circling the long way home

The long way home

My love