Midway Park - Whiskeytown

Ride with you tonight, Ill ride forever

Theres no way to predict this kind of weather

Ashes fall to earth, words are severed

Feathers turn to weighted iron pillars

Midway park

Streetlights shine on a hood that is dark

Down on the graves

Where well lie.

well lie.

well lie.

Think of you tonight, Ill think forever

Theres no way to predict this kind of weather

Ashes fall to earth, words are severed

Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars

Midway park

Streetlights shine on a hood that is dark

Down on the graves

Well lie.

where well lie.

well lie.

Dont tell the truth, well lie

Just lie.

Dont tell the truth

Just lie.