Wooden Wand southern colorado song

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Catch me sleepng at your back door
Lying prone beneath the dawn
I was ready to leave
When the sprinkles turned on
A day of reckoning's upon me
But right now I need some rest
A little campground in Sat Isabel
Just to the vest
Life goes by so fast
But its minutes drag on slow
Sometimes nowhere seems the only place to go
Bank job somewhere in Bumfuck, Georgia
We filled that ceiling full of holes
120 miles an hour
Sounds like thunder rolls
In a Canyon City Wal-Mart
Cops and cameras all around
Stop sticks down along the asphalt
Slowed
us down
And if it weren't for that guardrail
We'd be laughing at yall now
We were dead set on getting
Away somehow
Life goes by so fast
but its minutes drag on slow
Sometimes nowhere seems to only place to go
If you ever think of me and wonder
And ask yourself where I might be
Keep your eyes fixed on the shadows -
you'll find me

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