Ogallala

Hiding from the cops
In Ogallala, Nebraska
Getting dropped off
On a county line
You were so mean
But I had to keep walking
We walked that straight
On Highway 30 time

And I was in love
With my American footprint
Tracks of blood
Left out in the snow
Silent beacon
Burnt by electrical fencing
Half moon rising
Headlights down below

Now what do I do
With this terrible feeling
Been all these years I'm driving
The same highway strange
You know that scene
At the end of Titanic?
Well I'm the one who's
Still playing on the deck

Meet me back
In a San Francisco bookstore
Down the stairs
In the poetry aisle
We'll get lost
In a city forgotten
'Cause I don't like change
And I hate goodbyes

Now what do you turn into
When all reality's blending
An image of
A photocopy of a lie
I used to think I was born
Into the wrong generation
But now I know
I made it right on time

To watch the world burn
To watch the world burn
To watch the world burn
With a tear in my eye
To watch the world burn
To watch the world burn
To watch the world burn
I'm right on time

In the autumn
I'll be waiting around

Meet me in the autumn
In the garden
When it
Ooh
Ooh ooh ooh