Thursday, March 3, 2011

Secret Knowledge of Backroads




So you wanted it
price the sword
the ancient craft
I'm so bored with your ancient craft
your ancient laughs
and everyone is laughing at you
Sees it all there
Sees it behind him,




 It's behind his southern mind
and it's so new

Beside himself on the shelf
off the blue
and into the grey
Sees it all there
Sees it behind him,





It's behind his southern mind
and it's so new
Kick the sand
Kick the can
Kick it in the face of another man
so you kick it up, it's out of town
I've never felt like I do now
But I know what I want
I know it's behind me
behind my western mind
and it's so new

It's so new.

Pavement

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