We hit the blue fields In the blue sedan we didn't

get much further Just as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone we didn't need much more So fast this expidition So vast this heavy load With a touch of luck and a sense of need Seeing the guns and their faces We look around the open shore Waiting for something Shoot high break low Aim high shoot low Break high let go Shoot high aim low This was to be our last ride With the steel guitar and the love you give me Underneath the skin a feeling, a breakdown Well we sat for hours on the