Feels like a dream
Can see myself thinking
I learned how to run
At the sound of a gun
Lights disappear
Through rain, in the mirror
Heat on my feet
Eyes burn, without sleep
And I wonder, when I'll be back again
And I worry, will it feel the same then
And I whisperer, under my breath
Will there be anything, will there be anything
Anything left
Last chance for the sun
Before the day is done
Look back, one last time
Leave a little more behind
The Badlands know best
How it feels when all that is left
Is facing the cold, alone
After all the tourists have gone home
And I wonder, when I'll be back again
And I worry, will it feel the same then
And I whisper, under my breath
Will there be anything, will there be anything
Anything left
Just strangers now
In between towns
Lights disappear
Through rain in the mirror