This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Highway 20 all the truck stops look the same
Well the sign is flashing apple pie and propane
I have driven seven hours today and I still got four to go
I'm writing on the dashboard, taking pictures out the window
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
There's so much to uncover I don't know where to begin
So I try to get quiet, I try to drop back in
We build all these great big lights to keep the darkness out
And we make so much noise that no one hears you shout
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
Oh and just when I think of turning back and cutting my losses
Well the telephone poles are stretchin' out like crosses
I don't know much about being a Christian, but I know I am being led on
A thousand searching artists can't all be wrong.
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Oh, and even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide....
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide.
And oh great ocean, oh great ocean.
And oh great ocean, oh great ocean. Hey....
Well the sign is flashing apple pie and propane
I have driven seven hours today and I still got four to go
I'm writing on the dashboard, taking pictures out the window
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
There's so much to uncover I don't know where to begin
So I try to get quiet, I try to drop back in
We build all these great big lights to keep the darkness out
And we make so much noise that no one hears you shout
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide. Hey....
Oh and just when I think of turning back and cutting my losses
Well the telephone poles are stretchin' out like crosses
I don't know much about being a Christian, but I know I am being led on
A thousand searching artists can't all be wrong.
They tell me the mountains still crumble and fall
Oh, and even the desert gets cold when the night calls
I am running short on places to hide....
Oh great ocean won't you stay this wide.
And oh great ocean, oh great ocean.
And oh great ocean, oh great ocean. Hey....
Lyrics submitted by Mollywog
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