Bonnie Parker

I would like to run away to
A place where
The clouds would roll high in the afternoon
Where sidewalks light up by the harvest moon

I would like to run away to
A place where
Stars could be seen as a warning
Where we could rise clean in the morning

The dust storms are spiraling fast
Just bury your face in your hands
And follow the river that just keeps flowing

I would like to find a place
Where the taste of
Blood in my mouth could evaporate
Where my soul could just rest from all this weight

And then you and I could live in peace
You and I could dine like kings complete again

The dust storms are spiraling fast
Just bury your face in your hands
And follow the fire that just keeps growing…