Текст песни
I was on the road
My eyes drifted glaze
With all of our dollars and senses still in place
My mind starts to wonder
As horses pass by
I think that the desert could be a fine place to die
No vantages barred
Just big open skies
Hundreds of miles to make a man feel his size
Oh
On the days where time stands still
And you think about who you've been
When it's best to step away
Halcyon Days