Lyrics
Fast food in a slow mood
The king of the land is a lonely fool
Eagle soars in circles ahead
Floodwaters left us in muddy beds
Quilted miles of iron and wheat
Does it count if it just repeats?
Are you alone in that empty room
Or do the city specters live there too?
A man is waiting at a one-way street
For a winter wind he might never meet
Quilted miles of iron and wheat
Does it count if it just repeats?
If you want a song, you'll have to pay
With your sanity and any loose change
Fast food inside the white lines
It all tastes the same on that interstate drive
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