Lace

Everything that happened was a blur I flip through a map inside a gas station I see where I am and where we were We blew fifteen-hundred on the way just tryna make it

When we finally got to Hollywood We stayed 11 days in that place right off of Wilcox You were saying we would catch a break But you were tired, I could see it on your face And you were scared, I could see it on your face Our fingers laced up, I missed the way the winter tastes I miss that wooden staircase we raced up

I heard a screech on the 101, I rubber neck And watch 'em wreck, some rotten things suppressed and bottled up A half-image flashes of us laughin' piss-drunk Then a half-image flashes of us fightin' piss-drunk

Lightning hit the stump in a stretch of white heat Barreling through Omaha, floatin' tumbleweed Startles me awake, the car starts to shake I glanced at your hair-tie around my handbrake

I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape

Now are you okay? Sometimes you holler in your sleep You say your whole head feels like a faucet when it leaks You say your whole head feels like a white noise machine You say your whole head feels like a colony of bees

I was lured out by a light And I couldn't tell what time it was

I was afraid of it

But I was compelled towards it And it pulled me in