Letras
I'm gonna buy me a real fast car
Drive to California, where the heartless are
Find a diner in the desert, eat some real runny eggs
Tear down all the photos that are hung in my head
And I'm gonna book me a flight to Pamplona
Take a horn to the chest like I'm back in Oklahoma
Find a lady with some big ol' Spanish eyes
Find out where all my old love hides
And I'm gonna play me a show to ten thousand
In the middle of the snow in the Colorado mountains
Watch my father and my sister and my friends find peace
I'll sing the wrong damn song in the wrong damn key
But no matter where I go, I pray to always find home
Travel 'round and eat those damn runny eggs alone
In a diner on the edge of California and Nevada
Wish I'd known the good times back when we'da had 'em
And I'm gonna walk me the streets of West Village
In the middle of the summer, in the evening, time stillness
Watch Nate break his ankle after too many rounds
After tearin' Brooklyn to the goddamn ground
And I'm gonna talk to God in some church
After years, beers, and fears, and too much work
Tell Him I'm sorry for the way that I am
Using His name before saying "damn"
And I'm gonna buy me a real fast car
Drive to California, where the heartless are
How you thought you was a gentleman back when you was young
Maybe I'll find Jesus when the mornin' comes
Maybe I'll find Jesus when the mornin' comes
Maybe I'll find Jesus when the mornin' comes