We pulled off the highway
Drove down Main Street
Found a one-pump
Where we gassed and asked where the food was
Like we knew we'd been expected all along
Lawyer had an office on the 2nd floor
Reached it from the outside up the stairs
Side of the wall
Just past there I looked down the street
The town disappeared into high plains
I knew that somewhere out there
A valley is filled with frozen clouds
Dust hangs in the air like it is perfume
No one is waiting
Does someone there know me?
I meant to write down the name of the town
I don't remember the highway we took to get to it
Or where we went after I do remember
The frozen quality of the hours we stayed there
I remember the waitress and what Tom had to eat
I remember the faces of the other customers
Like they was my own family
I remember that just over the horizon there was a valley
Filled with frozen clouds
Dust hangs in the air like perfume
Perfume was written by Jim Jones (Rock) & Steve Mehlman & Michele Temple & David Thomas & Robert Wheeler.
Perfume was produced by David Thomas.