contrails - richmond fontaine lyrics
maybe you’re dressed in your blue oyster cult t-shirt
or maybe you’re crumbling somewhere with a beer in your hand
or maybe you’re laying back on a lawn chair somewhere watching
contrails disappear from the sky
whiskey, paink!llers, and speed
will carry me there
because it could be
that i could lose my mind
and have it caught somehow suspended in a constant thought of you
maybe you’re living in a row house
surrounded and aligned next to a hundred others
with streets that run in parallel line
two stories of brick covered in white trim
surrounded by ivy and gr-ss
or maybe you’re living in an apartment somewhere
and like myself, slowly losing your f-cking mind
whiskey, paink!llers, and speed
will carry me there
because it could be that i could lose my sight
but have it caught somehow suspended in a constant vision of you
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