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Gary Jules

Wichita

 

Wichita

(album: Gary Jules - 2006)


The buffalo are out among the falling stars tonight
Shadows cross the kitchen in the afternoon
Daylight break on the hemisphere
I jumped in the water;
you left too soon.

Blood red sun, moon on the water
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
And the rails bear a dangerous cargo there
Through the latter days of dreamtime
And the screen door is busted
And the hours fall and wither away
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
I'm standing in this truck stop in Coeur D'Alene.

Yeah, I come from sad stories
Yeah, I come from lonely people too
Yeah, I come from California
Where God is green and the eyes are blue
Where God is green and the eyes are blue.

And the bird is flown already
Like the guns are drawn already

Blood red sun, moon on the water
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
And the rails bear a dangerous cargo there
Through the latter days of dreamtime
And the screen door is busted
And the hours fall and wither away
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
I'm standing here just waiting on my judgement day.

Buffalo are out among the falling stars tonight
Shadows cross the kitchen in the afternoon
Daylight break on the hemisphere
I jumped in the water;
You left too soon.

And the screen door is busted
And the hours fall and wither away
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
I'm standing in this truckstop in Coeur D'Alene
Everything is frozen north of Wichita
I'm standing in this truckstop in Couer D'Alene.

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