push the lever forward
shut the motor down
roll the windows up
can't be too careful in this town
step out on the pavement
take a look about
smile at all the strangers as
you cautiously set out
across this wasteland
this wasteland
across this wasteland
far across this wasteland
a place where promises are made and kept
and every day the floors are swept
the stuff of dreams, with greatest care
is stacked on shelves, I'll take you there
inside the magic doors we'll find
the things that we have had in mind
a ribbon of a certain kind
a loaf of bread, a box of wine,
for now
for now
for now, I'll forget about
the coming of the end of days
I'll feel the sunshine on my face
and hold your hand, and breathe,
and smile, and walk
across this wasteland
across this wasteland
across this wasteland
across this wasteland
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