Zack burgess - Somewhere off the highway

the sound of boots on a tarmac way low
an iron sky grinning
children squawking in the middle of the street
it was raining cats and dogs at my feet

crows marching down the road
where they're going i don't know
maybe to a higher plain
got to find some open space

a diamond shore shines like wicklow grass
a pale moon in the hovering clouds
i've been to kansas and i've seen kerry
to play the hard boiled bar of soul street


crows marching down the road
where they're going i don't know
maybe to a higher plain
got to find some open space

i left the last supper for a rendezvous with sarah
she plays guitar like chuck berry
we'll stay up late, watch the sun rise in the east
and she might lay me down but we won't sleep

crows marching down the road
where they're going i don't know
maybe to a higher plain
got to find some open space

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