Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's
Hard earned pay
Spending someone's
Hard earned pay
You and me Sunday driving
Not arriving
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
Writing letters
On my wall
You and me burning matches
Lifting latches
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead
Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing so low
In the sun
You and me chasing paper
Getting nowhere
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
On our way back home
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home
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I like that song with its undertones of petty criminality. I'm not familiar with Aimee Mann so I read her Wikipedia entry -- fascinating life story! I'd like to hear more of her music now.
ReplyDelete...thanks for sharing this new one with me!
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