the clouds were parting
and the sky was cyan

Pulled off the main road
cause my wheels were warm
I'm shifting down
the lights are cherry
I just can't begin
with an open hand

I started talking to the Man O'Grace
I said - HEY GOD
COULD YOU TAKE
YOUR FOOT OFF MY FACE
And in His eyes I was just like Him
I guess I was only dreaming again

But you make me feel
like I'm the King O' the Road
and I need you to ride beside me

Someone take this Crown that is my head
then you play the King cause I'll be dead
I will take this Crown O'Laffs from my head
cause I just can't end with an open hand

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