On My Way Back

Getting back to town isn’t easy as it seems
When you’ve been up all night
With bad dreams
I dreamt that I was falling
backwards into the air
Flying alone
Wasn’t malice wasn’t fair
The smells of gasoline
From the handle and the cap
And I’m on my way back
On my way back
On my way back
Maybe I’ll just keep driving
Then I’ll get there
Go up north
Being exciled in the oaks
Exciled in the furs
Exciled in the birds
Stay until the winter
Won’t let me go
And cold arms around me
And cold arms around me
It’s not as easy as it seems
Drive away your dreams
But I’m on my way back
On my way back
Smell of gasoline
From the handle and the cap
Not as easy as it seems
Drive away your dreams
But I’m on my way back
On my way back
Smell of gasoline
From the handle and the cap
Not as easy as it seems
Drive away your dreams