Mascarello - Back to Arizona Lyrics

Busy thoughts out on the streets
Of my head this traffic's steady
Echoed voices speaking loud
Each one grabs in their direction
City lights and city cries
Leads one to his desolation
Hands and feet need washed again
In the streams of consolation
Oh I'm going back to Arizona
A desert of such respite peace
Oh back to Arizona
It's welcoming my soul to sleep
Familiar faces meet the eyes
Suck them dry of recent sorrow
Whiskey glass of bluest skies
Mountain laughs ensure revival
But these trails lead to the end
Of this rope in which I hold
The fires lit again my friends
And I must leave you on this road
Oh I'm going back to Arizona
A desert of such respite peace
Oh back to Arizona
It's welcoming my soul to sleep
Oh I'm going back to Arizona
A desert of such respite peace
Oh back to Arizona
It's welcoming my soul to sleep