Long Road - Mishka

Some paths will not forget you

Some roads remember footsteps yeah

Even though you left

Some paths will not forget you

Some roads remember footsteps yeah

Even though you wept

White horses dancing on the ocean

Coal fire burnin in the hills

Sweet smell of rain upon the dry land

Point to the ground and ask are you still

Once upon a country road you danced

Smell of orange leaves crushed up in your hands

Sun so hot it shimmered on the pavement

Said it looked like diamonds in the sand

Hear familiar voices out in the distance

Hoping someone out there will throw you a line

We’re all out here on the edge of existence yeah

We’re all out here on the edge of time time time time

Wheeee…