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Green stone resting on a wooden tray.
Dust from the desert blowing down the way.
A rusted shutter pulled down tight.
Hiding the pavilion from the heavy night.
Keep the engine low.
Got a long way to go.
Hold the wheel, feel the weight.
Leave it to the hands of fate.
Just drive.
Stray dog sleeping by the corner door.
Ash falling on the muddy floor.
Street lamp buzzing with a broken hum.
Waiting for the morning sun to come.
Keep the engine low.
Got a long way to go.
Hold the wheel, feel the weight.
Leave it to the hands of fate.
Just drive.
