I get so thirsty in your arid heart.
You jump the car, but it won't start.
I'd leave by night, but you're too smart--
the leash keeps me from getting far
We're burning up our last resort.
The final fire kept us warm.
Extinguished in a sudden storm -
the more we run, the more it pours.
"Leave well enough alone."
I should never have left home.
Crawling will not get you far,
Jesus rides in faster cars.
In the desert, we don't wish on stars.
We only want what isn't ours.
The ground is dry and empty.
The leash will not restrain me.
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