3000 Miles

Cornmeal and brown ties
We got our whole lives to get forgotten it seems
What you know about dreams that some liar ain’t told you?
But oh, let’s believe the lies
The upside of the ebb tide
I have laid too long beside you to be fighting the blues like I do
3000 miles in the air
Across an ocean to primavera
IIn a tin can over green squares
I ain’t scared and I ain’t gonna be sad
When Ii get there
Oh let’s believe the lies
The upside of the ebb tide
I got a wandering eye
And wandering’s what settles my mind