Walt Whitman Lyrics - Stars & Satellites - Trampled By Turtles

Light it up like the city at night 

Old dark bones in the city 

Old Walt Whitman and borrowed alcohol 

We drove fast shaking all the way 

Like the waves in California 

Sorry I never know what to say at all 

Caught in a whirlwind 

Dry as a bone 

And I don't think that I can make it 

On my own 

On my own, my own x3 

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[Burning] love man it never ends 

I tried but I couldn't make it 

Yea your paperback lovers could never pay the bills 

Worn it once and then let it go 

Or you may never shake it 

End up drinking too much [then pop a pill] 

Photos 

Loose like a feather 

And left here alone 

And I don't think I can make it 

On my own 

On my own, my own x3