The Highway

wake up, were driving it's best to keep moving things are going ok eating fruit on highways

trying to stay healthy dreaming of the old days

I saw kids running out in the fields the life of the farmer, it always appeals to me

i wrote on a postcard i may or may not send i was keeping distracted until i saw horses and thought of you

just put your arm around me smoke rising in the distance i wont sit in confusion its time for rebuilding

hey rory hand me a lemon its good for hangovers and pass around the ginger it brings us together