Blue Highway — текст песни (Elliott Smith)

wide awake at 4 in the morning
killing time on the blue highway
drag in the day like a body
burried the night under where i`d layed
on all the sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah, it`s like the club in my hand
it`s my favourite brand
and you`ve touched everyone
oh yeah, it`s like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue
and it`s starting to get fun

kids say i didn`t see it coming
busy just plucking your burrs
i take long walkes cos they`re numbing
only wanna speak in code
on all sides, the frost bites, a shadow creeping up on me

oh yeah it`s like the club in my hand
it`s your favourite brand
and you`ve touched everyone
oh yeah it`s like the back of your hand on the tip of my tongue
and it`s starting to get fun

cut me up like a jigsaw, whole reflection cracked apart
like the lines on my hand or the map of a broken heart