Silas Bonnell - Alaska

Its twenty four hours to Alaska
Depending on how fast you go
And i'm not going that far but it feels so long
Winding down this open road
I've got my lady in the seat right beside me
Listening to eagles at twenty nine rpm
Its like my four hundredth song and it feels so wrong
That I haven't told you how much I love you

So I'll write it down in words
Cause I'm not very good at talking
Making sure these letters make sense
And we'll find our way maybe some other day
When this room stops spinning

Now one more shot and and the music starts to blur
2 More and the magic really starts to work
I'm chained to a prison of a room that won't stop spinning
I think I'm gonna crash

She's a California sunset
In a Texaco bar room
A city girl who thinks she's from the country
Cause I'm a rockin midland record
With a faith in love restored
And I know I`m gonna crash

Cause ill suit up in denim
And play a couple little originals
That'll make her heart melt
Then it's a matter of time before she falls and then she's mine
I know we're gonna crash

So one more shot and and the music starts to blur
2 More and the magic really starts to work
I'm chained to a prison of a girl that won't stop spinning
I know I'm gonna burn

Its twenty four, twenty four hours

Written by:
Silas Bonnell

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