Lace - DIJON

Everything that happened was a blur

I flip through a map inside a gas station

I see where I am and where we were

We blew 15 hundred on the way just tryna make it

When we finally got to Hollywood

We stayed 11 days in that place right off of Wilcox

You were saying we would catch a break

But you were tired, I could see it on your face

And you were scared, I could see it on your face

Our fingers laced up

I missed the way the winter tastes

I miss that wooden staircase we raced up

I heard a screech on the 101, I rubber neck

And watch 'em wreck, some rotten things suppressed and bottled up

A half-image flashes of us laughin' piss-drunk

Then a half-image flashes of us fightin' piss-drunk

Lightning hit the stump in a stretch of white heat

Barreling through Omaha, floatin' tumbleweed

Startles me awake, the car starts to shake

I glanced at your hair-tie around my handbrake

I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape

I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape

I was a brilliant speck of light across a lonely landscape

Now are you okay?

Sometimes you holler in your sleep

You say your whole head feels like a faucet when it leaks

You say your whole head feels like a white noise machine

You say your whole head feels like a colony of bees

I was lured out by a light

And I couldn’t tell what time it was

I was afraid of it

But I was compelled towards it

And it pulled me in