歌词
Howling out in June, with nothing left to lose
Aligning my perspective with the light around the moon
I'll get up at noon, with nothing left to do
I've been counting sheep, I'm catching up to you
The testament was right, If I collect a lie
I can play it stupid and it's actually kind of nice
All she got was I, I play the guitar
But if you listen close, she took me out and left a scar
I still like 'em nice, I like 'em benign
Insulate my heart, and I'll come out the other side
Composure had me tried, a law that I abide
But I'm pronounced a fool and so she took me for a
Lonely fortune
Fleeing leg room
Oh my
Oh you
Amazing
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride