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[00:20.96]traveling through the graveyard with a suitcase full of sparks
[00:25.49]honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[00:31.01]lit up every campfire I found out in the dark
[00:35.40]oh, I cut down all the cottonwoods
[00:49.00]I picked up all the arrowheads off buffalo trails of the Indians
[00:54.03]the Oklahoma sky was cutting through
[00:58.52]along the tracks with the Runaway,
[01:01.20]he just talks and talks and talks
[01:03.84]honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[01:09.43]I quit counting stars that night in the cold by the satellite field
[01:19.29]and I quit panning gold,
[01:22.87]digging holes
[01:24.57]yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[01:37.80]swam across the Poncha
[01:40.09]took a train to Cataloo
[01:42.63]opened up my guitar case and all the songs were blue
[01:47.92]I haunted all the alleys
[01:49.90]lord, I drifted down the valleys
[01:52.79]honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[01:58.52]and I quit casting hooks off the California coast we held so dear
[02:08.48]and I quit flashing smiles, and running wild
[02:13.55]yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[02:36.60]threw my bottle to the ocean,
[02:39.39]she never wrote me back
[02:41.77]all the countless days along the sea of blue
[02:46.61]learned the language of the Mockingbird
[02:49.45]she took and twisted all my words
[02:52.19]yeah, I'm just trying to find my way to you
[02:57.37]and I'll meet you in the graveyard
[03:00.26]with the winter trees and stars
[03:03.54]oh, we could open up this suitcase full of sparks