Is the sun. Ever gonna break. Break on through the clouds. Shine down in all its glory?. . Onto me. Here upon the ground. 'Cause I can't hear a sound.
Laid our blessings on the ground,. The softening of sound. Draws us closed again. . Stay, stay and watch the coals. Till they cease to glow. Like empty promises.
Where're you going Rusty James?. To rumble on miles and change. What you doing Patty Sue?. She says "whatcha thinking?". . I'm coming with you. I'm coming with you.