Mystic mine lane
Cars rotting away
I feel so relieved to be
Back in the country
Even on the days
You're an ocean away
And into the night, I creep
Back in the country
I was lost, I never found what I was looking for
Around a city always burning
Mystic mine lane
Hawks tanks of propane
Black spiders to hear me sing
Back in the country
Bends now on the days
You're an ocean away
Just me and the baby
Back in the country
In the meadow deeper, now it's hard to wrap my mind around
Whenever I am still, I feel him move
I was lost, I never found what I was looking for
Around a city always burning
