Ms. Tenaja - Spendtime Palace

Restless on the hill, broke down on its side

That lucky cigarette ain’t gonna be lucky tonight

Because they missed a proper exit, and crossed that fine line

Now those two hopeless kids are gonna die in the desert tonight

Hind sight you wish had worked to point in other ways

Your kind bright wishes turn into what others say

It felt another way

All of the dark curved roads descending in the abyss

I look straight over the hill, and all I see is that blackness

And all lights are going away, and all the trees are going away

All the footsteps have gone away, stuck in the mud wheels turning away

Hind sight you wish had worked to point in other ways

Your kind bright wishes turn into what others say

It felt another way

It felt another way

It felt another way

It felt another way