LYRIC

Four hour drive
Strange world outside
Shattered to see
The sun go down
Don't know ourselves
In this hollow town
Sometime in the written hour (?)
Puritans had all the power
Show them how their eyes were blue
Tell me I'll stay with you
Always waiting
And you're fading, fading out
So I looked my Sunday best
Still inside a (?) dress
Tall, dark … (?)
Like the time they stood (?)
I was looking
Puritans watching
I, I was watching, watching out

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