Flame Trees

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon just pass me by

And I'm just savoring familiar sights

We shared some history, this town and I

And I can't stop that long-forgotten feeling of her

Time to book a room to stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends, to say, "You're doing well

After all this time you boys look just the same"

Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels

Settle in to play do you remember so-and-so?

Oh, and number three is never say her name

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there's nothing else could set fire to this town

There's no change, there's no pace

Everything within its place just makes it harder to believe

That she won't be around

But, oh, who needs that sentimental bullshit anyway?

Takes more than just a memory to make me cry

And I'm happy just to sit at a table with old friends

And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies

And there's a girl just falling in love where the pianola stands

With her young local factory out of worker, just holding hands

And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay

Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field

In our day

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there's nothing else could set fire to this town

There's no change, there's no pace

Everything within its place just makes it harder to believe

She won't be around

Oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there's nothing else could set fire to this town

There's no change, there's no pace

Everything within its place just makes it harder to believe

She won't be around