Falcon Heavy - Thunderheart '83

You don't look so good
Been burning my eyes on the sun
Holding out your hand
Til you slip right thru my fingers
Once you finely turn to sand

One hundred miles a day
Oh that's not the kind of pace
To get you anyplace

You really tear it apart
When it gets dark
Or was that Thunderheart

Cause I ain't afraid of no Thunderheart

So listen carefully
There's only so much time
Before things turn
South
We could watch the darkness fall
Across the desert skies

And all at once, you knew
Oh despite about a thousand clues
And there ain't much you can do
Oh I've been quite up front with you
And oh, it's alright
I don't feel much like putting up a fight

One thousand miles in a day
That's just the kind of pace it takes
To see your lovely face

It really tore me apart
When you got dark
Your sleeve says Thunderheart

(Oh baby you were so great with the throttle
Doesn't matter if you're hitting the brake or the bottle)

So plan your strategy
There's only so much time
Before things turn
South
We could watch the darkness fall
Across the desert skies

And I ain't afraid of no Thunderheart

Oh for a revenant
I sure was hesitant
Although I've haunted this road before
I know we've got no patience
For dramatic confrontation
Well I guess we're just gonna have to drag this car across the earth

And oh, yeah, by then you'll see
Breakfast alone, with me
No insecurity, cause the headphone gives me company

Oh darling
Screaming like a hurricane when
You got the flu
Every mile is a measure of sadness, girl
I admit I'm only driving us down

Oh it all rings so hollow
Your words, hard to swallow
But I gotta get this outta my chest

And if that's all she wrote
Go ahead and jam it down my throat
And then leave me here on the side of the road
To choke

And I know
You probably do your best to stay distracted
Cause there's no way you're attracted
To that
We looked so good on the edge of Amboy Crater
And in the sunset below

I know how hard you tried
To never have to drive
And the entire time you were bored out of your goddamn mind
And I can't do anything
But I'll do everything
To sympathize when the time is through

So what's it gonna be
Are you just gonna keep on letting things go
South
Or going down in history

It seems the mystery I've found was really
In your denial
Of all the time we spent
Making sandwiches for your boyfriend

Written by:
RJ Okay

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