Speed Trap

Sunbleached and washed out, Sunday afternoon Sitting by the window, just watching the dust move I'm not so naïve to think there are better days ahead My only hope is that I can stay on the right side of them More or less I was going so fast that I couldn't see the speed trap Caught hedging bets that I knew I couldn't win So focused on a forward path that I got off the right track Kept trying to do the math but it wouldn't add To coming back to life Rest your head on the seatbelt, we've got a long way to go Two more hours 'til we get to Ohio We stayed up all night talking, and you would tell me all your plans While I'm squinting my eyes trying to find my place in any of them. I was going so fast that I couldn't see the speed trap Stuck hedging bets that I knew I couldn't win So focused on a forward path that I got off the right track Kept trying to do the math but it wouldn't add To coming back to life Coming back to life Coming back to life