Lyrics

Amy's Last Chance

This show don't stop for no soda pop
I once heard her say
In a simply beautiful,naive and adolescent way
She says what's on her mind
She's not one to pretend
She's tired of all the who, the why, the what ,the where ,the when
She's still living at home
She does just what she pleases
Even though her momma still believes her heart belongs to Jesus

And she thinks she needs to move fast
But this state of grace will not last

This is Amy's last chance

We used to run the dirt roads
Out by the county line
So we could chase Orion
Across a lover's sky
She said "these moments never last"
Put her hands across my chest
As she spoke I swear even the wind it held it's breathe

And she thinks...

She's sleeping in a window seat
Lost in a trailways dream
It's not about the here or there
It's the spaces in between
She's smoking foreign cigarettes and wandering out west
On America's last highway for the hopelessly blessed

And she thinks...

Copyright Eric Dubin 1992,2006