Microwave Made - Royal Trux

She’s got juice ripe and ready

Soaking her sleeve

It’s good to sleep when you need an answer

Ready to receive

I wasn’t looking at the mountain

When I burned my hand on the stove

I don’t want to sell death short

But life is starting to take a hold

We can stay for a couple days

Maybe make a few friends

If the price of time is right

We’ll end up owning it again

From jackshit southern Indiana

To the Cascade Mountain range

I passed her up on the interstate

The model of her car had changed

It was old but she looked pretty in it

Turning her head to right the land

I knew we’d meet her once again

She looked like she was in command

We can stay for a couple days

Maybe make a few friends

If the price of time is right

We’ll end up owning it again

Hanging in a ditch behind court two

With the dandelion grass and clover

Cracking back the hours slowly

To erase the longing doubts

Before the veil is closed, gonna get out

Before the veil is closed, gonna get out

Gonna get out before the veil is closed

Burnt black spray can lay in state

I’d used it to write my name

Like a Texas lamb anticipating the clear left lane

Now I’m going to take from you the apple

And give back something more than food

But first, you gotta promise you’re gonna share it

Even though it feels this good

We can stay for a couple days

Maybe make a few friends

If the price of time is right

We’ll end up owning it again