Well I asked the desert
But the desert wasn't talking yet
So I just drove to be driving
And the car felt like my safety net
I left someone back home - he's pacing, he's smoldering
But sometimes you got to look at a lot of nothing
Just to see what kind of mess you're in

I asked the dashboard
But the dashboard didn't make a sound
I wondered "Should I get some fake ID
Should I ever bother turning around?"
So into the desert
The wind on my face soothed like silk
And that cool coca cola by Joshua Tree
Tasted as good as mother's milk

The sky's turning redder
The heat's falling with the sun
I'm feeling better
and I got to make a decision

Well I asked my body
But my body wasn't talking to me
We went our separate ways years ago
But I am just now noticing
That my gut reaction was falling on deaf ears
I got to find my little voice of reason
If I have to drive for twenty years, and the

The sky's turning redder...

I got a decision
I got a decision to make
I thought a dinky plastic pool in my own yard
was better than some alpine lake
I thought the first choice
was always the best one to take
he holds me so tight he leaves bruises
It's hard habit to break

The sky's turning redder...