Butch Walker - Closer To The Truth And Furthher From The Sky
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Ribbons went flying out the window
As we drove down the interstate
Sex was something so brand new
It was hard as hell to wait
She made faces at the goddamn rednecks
And said “Look at you boy, you must worship Satan”
Just because I had the same long hair
As the Jesus in all their paintings
Every church just made me scared
Of words like sert and faith and congregation
In a world with so many answers left
Why do I need so many explanations
To get closer to the truth and further from the sky
And the static singes the speakers
Like a thousand hymns of inspiration
The road just winds through the canyon
Like a big black snake headed for salvation
And I’m getting closer to the truth and further from the sky
A roadside venue with paper menus