Lopez On The Runway - Exodus lyrics

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“Exodus”

Pack up your suitcase with words you never tried to define

Three syllable words up for grabs, yours or mine

We’re running from the town and it’s surrounding land

A couple of beatnik kids with a Jack Kerouac novel on our backs

Tuned into country radio, Willie’s singing about the road

I’d never listen to it apart from an occasion similar to this

You died on a daisy after you drank yourself silly

Drunk all your lucky number two

For God has rocked you in a deep, deep sleep

Put the discerning prophets to sleep

Put the farsighted seers to sleep

Pawing through a photo album full of places you’ve tried to hide

From your eyes, for such a long time

Summer’s weary eyes locked onto you

Dancing on the kitchen floor without a pair of shoes

The pin’s on empty, your laugh’s run dry

There’s sand everywhere, there’s tears in your eyes

Let’s go home

You died on a daisy after you drank yourself silly

Drunk all your lucky number two

For God has rocked you in a deep, deep sleep

Put the discerning prophets to sleep

Put the farsighted seers to sleep

I think if I knew what I was looking for

I would’ve found it by now

You stress the significance of finding yourself

I’m not on the road or in the paperback books upon your shelves

It was gruesome, just the way that we lived

Times were hard but it was easier to give

We had to run from the town you call home

Let bygones be bygones, it’s all in what you say

We could live here forever, forget about today