Just one of those flings in time where perspective shifts to a new resonance.
I was sinking low in the western skies
As the snow began to blow thru the holes in your eyes
We had fallen back off of the beaten track
Didn't know where we could make up our lack.
Chorus
We were blown away
Spun on the axis of yesterday
Wrapped in the rhythm of times gone astray
Runnin' blind on a neon freeway
Clouds were flyin' fast but the wind was still
You were burning bright but my body was chill
We were spinning fast knew I couldn't last
we would be lost before the madness passed.
trees were whippin' round far beneath our feet
Risin to the sun but there was no heat
Started dropping fast thru the rippling air
rocks were streakin' by, but we just didn't care