8 acessos
I made it out in darkness and the sun rose over the desert
I could have gone forever with just me, gas, states and kodak
Everything was string-less like it's debtless and between jobs
I don't ever want this to pass I want to get that feeling back
To escape somehow find that way out get out get out
Crossed over the line and into places I have not been
I never felt so welcome with just me and not a single contact
Everything was silent like the fake still air in a snowfall
I don't ever want this to pass