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letra de ca 1998 - partial traces

bright lights and knife fights
motels and cops and hurricanes
jenny always had a story
it never seemed to stay the same

california 1998
arcata was all meth and weed and guys with guns
caught a ride with a h-lls angel
outside king city on the 101
made it back to north dakota
still heard the ocean when you closed your eyes
when the lights go out in minot
there’s nothing left up in the empty sky

just echoes of another time
just passing planes and satellites
i wish i knew you were alright

late nights and dead еnd jobs
and cigarettes and talking on the firе escape
jenny waited tables
and i was always still up anyway
the small town kids who grew up strange
all understand that same kind of sharp lonely ache
if you get it then you get it
if you don’t this isn’t really for you anyway
we’re just coming from a different place
and neither one of us can change
i just hope you maybe are okay

there’s a hope in dashing white lines
there’s a sound in the wind
i know you hate it when i miss you
i won’t do it again
i remember how the sun felt
the wild look on your face
i heard you went back to the west coast
and got destroyed by the waves

- partial traces

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