Council Bluffs

The Silver Lake is emptied out
Past the double lines that made you real
All the broken promises and the doted lights
That were born waiting on the deal
You’re hustling the millionaires for the extra points inside the stars
With red hands pointing up, it’s a lonely door you’re behind
Johnny’s not too far
It’s you
When every song has a meaning
And you can’t fake your love for me
(some never asked to survive)
Going back to Omaha
Spy the dirty vans, they’re passing through
Told me I should double down
But I’ll fold my hands till I find you
It’s you
When every song has a meaning
And you can’t fake your love for me
(some never asked to survive)
Who’s the loser?
Don’t cross the border again
We never asked to survive