Sonora

Kicking dust at the edge of the desert, feeling stuck in place Wired off peyote buttons cutting up my face And as my corolla turns to a starship I lose my feet and fall into orbit Everything you said, i chose to ignore then Checked out, left town, left on read, and ghosted In the land of arrowheads and broken pots History, facts, and what you lost Well, I swear to god I wasn't bad. Just going off the plans I never had Going off the plans I never had Take me back Sonora I miss ya You're the time and place Where rubber meets the road And I want your friction to hold on I want to come home Sonora Seeing faces in the stars under mesas, starting to beg Cause i'd trade the sky for your blanket over my head And as I lose all the fuel to my rocket Thought of you props a tent in my pocket Rolling up the windows, crying in the cockpit Holed up, holding out hope that you'll solve it. I don't know In the land of arrowheads and broken pots History, facts, and what you lost Well, I swear to God I wasn't bad. Just going off the plans i never had Going off the plans i never had Take me back Sonora I miss ya You're the time and place Where rubber meets the road And I want your friction to hold on I want to come home Sonora Take me back Sonora I miss ya You're the time and place Where rubber meets the road And I want your friction to hold on I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora Im coming down either way Im aiming for ya I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora Im coming down either way Im aiming for ya I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora I want to come home Sonora I want to come home