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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeDry Deserts
Driving out to CaliforniaThe night I met you in this bed of mineThe wind blowing through all those palm treesShaking bodies, under napalm skiesThe kids and all their fucked up virtuesI know it hurts you, when the party diesWould you cross dry deserts, babe?Would you cut through pines?Would you swim upriver when I'm surely on your mind?And you're always calming meOnly in these dreamsWaking up the neighbors, screaming in these sweaty sheetsAnd I've been on the run for so longI want a sad song that lasts all nightThe whites and blues on big, wide opensThe way I'm coping with passing timеWould you cross dry deserts, babe?Would you cut through pinеs?Would you swim upriver when I'm surely on your mind?And you're always calming meOnly in these dreamsWaking up the neighbors, screaming in these sweaty sheetsWould you cross dry deserts, babe?Would you cut through pines?Would you swim upriver when I'm surely on your mind?And you're always calming meOnly in these dreamsWaking up the neighbors, screaming in these sweaty sheets
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