your eyes are long vermont roads
with a tacky song on the radio
and your eyes are toothless young men
in tennessee in the rain again
and the fireflies never go to sleep
and the country songs never help you sleep
but after all those trains and all those breakdown lanes
the roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
after all those days on godforsaken highways
the roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
your eyes are the mesa verde
big and brown and far away
and your eyes are kansas city
in kansas and in missouri
but after all this time and after all your crying
the roads don't love you and they still won't pretend to
the roads are dark and long and all those country songs
well, they don't love you and they still won't pretend to
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