LYRIC

I’m sitting here waiting on my bus
But it’s a train that’s coming
I’m sitting here kicking up the dust
Thinking of my big gun
The one that stops my running

Oh high dreamer, I see ya
The pavement is waiting for your soles (souls)
Oh high dreamer, all hail love
The sky is pining for your thoughts
Are you just gonna give up?

I made the call, paid for it in quarters
But it’s a dead line on the other side
I made the trip, stopped in different cities
But it’s a cold couch and nameless faces

Chorus

Ooo you love the words too much
Ooo you need no limits no back-ups
Ooo you know the heart is harder to hate
Than you’d like to think
Ooo you live in constant escape

Chorus

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