Arizona

Touchdown in Arizona
 Red eyes like stones
 Bags heavy on the floor
 Sex on the telephone
 Still searching high and low
 Somewhere for you in my dreams
 I thought I was closer
 But I was only losing
 My sense of touch and
 We never did it sober
 Time is a wounded hue
 Only revealing
 Maybe our love
 Maybe our love won't pass us by
 What you've been through
 What you've done too
 No one can deny
 Now I'm gonna try
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 Here lies another number
 Etched in the wall of stones
 Field of broken hearts
 Power lines and creosote
 Caught in the certain state
 Where
 I thought I was closer
 I was only losing
 My sense of touch and
 We never did it sober
 Time is a wounded hue
 Only revealing
 Maybe our love
 Maybe our love won't pass us by
 What you've been through
 What you've done too
 No one can deny
 But I could never be
 What you want from me
 So we'll die
 But I've still got to try