Pop/jones



In the alley where have I grown

Hot night sweats our clothes

My hell is crackin' fire

That's what you inspire

Cruel highway entrance signs

People driving to their lives

Looks like a giant stream

But it's just a dream



Easy ridereasy rider

Easy ridereasy rider



Broken people all around

Old guarantees that pull you down

You need a way outyou need a ride

Cause where you are is suicide



Easy ridereasy rider

Easy ridereasy rider



Oh I see the sacred dreams

And if I'm no _? _

I'll feel real _? _

Tearing out my hair

I see fertility

In pretty girls I meet

I love my friend

Give me hands _? _



Highway in the sun

We listen to the engines run

I wanna fine myself in you

You wanna find yourselftoo



Easy ridereasy rider

Easy ridereasy rider

Easy ridereasy rider

Easy ridereasy rider