Indian John Hill
the sky's frozen still
grey against the steel
I found my lover still
asleep against the wheel
across the broken hills
stone against water
I found my lover's hill
the engine running hotter
he told me
"be still, be free"
he holds me
we run on empty
I'm falling
today, too fast
I'm dreaming
one more, one last
the valley cannot hold
a storm we've never seen
I see the clouds unfold
come to wash us clean
inside a frozen truck
he's got no heat to spare
we've always been stuck
somewhere next to nowhere
he told me
"be still, be free"
he holds me
we run on empty
I'm falling
today, too fast
I'm dreaming
one more, one last
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