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< off the interstate >
time is a trick here and we are being played
sometimes beautifully
sometimes not
but most of the time it makes no damn sense
yesterday i see you
facing away
but it's you
knowing your walk the way i do
but today
you're gone
and after that, who knows
the song comes and goes
most of the time i can't hear it
noise or silence
across the next room or off interstate 10
just west of new orleans
the tires of the trucks are singing
it's playing them too
but us?
we'd never know
even if we could hear it
and we can't hear it
this night
off the interstate
just west of new orleans
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sometimes beautifully
sometimes not
but most of the time it makes no damn sense
yesterday i see you
facing away
but it's you
knowing your walk the way i do
but today
you're gone
and after that, who knows
the song comes and goes
most of the time i can't hear it
noise or silence
across the next room or off interstate 10
just west of new orleans
the tires of the trucks are singing
it's playing them too
but us?
we'd never know
even if we could hear it
and we can't hear it
this night
off the interstate
just west of new orleans
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