|
The party raged for seven days until it was complete |
|
Bottles buried in the snow lay hidden until spring |
|
Monuments abandoned, wet dreams unfulfilled |
|
Inspired us to descend when goes on down the hill |
|
In the county of el dorado by the old casino |
|
From a jail cell phone so crowded and so alone |
|
Failed by memory, robbed of technology |
|
Can't remember your number |
|
I wish you'd get me out of here |
|
Come get me out of here |
|
Prepared for the adventure |
|
Braced ourselves for the cold |
|
Winter coats, pockets filled with ammo for the road |
|
Out into the twilight we braved the icy streets |
|
We never reached our destination |
|
That would not be our destiny |