Grant Lee Phillips - Far End Of The Night

Buddy some Topeka night


When it’s just you and the road


Seen no tailights there for miles


And nothin’ much but static on the radio





Wasn’t lookin’ to the left


Wasn’t lookin’ to the right


Just kept walking’ like Virginia to the surf


Towards the far end of the night





Time hangs like a noose


Before me


Time stills to a crawl


Grinds so slowly





Heard my own beloved cry


I heard my one beloved moan


What’s the use in all the ache we must endure


I had no good reason why





Time hangs like a noose


Before me


Time stills to a crawl


Grinds so slowly





Not a rail to grasp ahold


Nor a savior there beside


Juat kept a walkin’ like Virginia to the surf


Towards the far end of the night





Time hangs like a noose


Before me


Time stills to a crawl


Grinds so slowly


And time hangs like a noose


Around me












		
			



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