Walkabouts
Jumping Off
Dressed in jealous clothes
She drove to the black hole
Out past to where the roads turn into sand
No crmies worth a dime
`Less you look it in the eye
And she drove
Jumping Off
Dressed in jealous clothes
She drove to the black hole
Out past to where the roads turn into sand
No crmies worth a dime
`Less you look it in the eye
And she drove