Gilded in sun
On the fifteenth of July
Captured on film
Silhouettes in black and white
All I want is to be
Wrapped in your golden light
Sippin' on gas station wine
Beneath the Calaveras skies
Incredible nothing
Putting the small stuff on hold for a while
Because nothing
Matters at all when there's nothing for miles and miles
Miles and miles
Into the night
Crystallized cave in the ground
Mercer fell in
Broke his spine on the way down
All I want is to be
Here with you right now
Exiting through the gift shop
Zoltar reads our fortune out
Incredible nothing
Putting the small stuff on hold for a while
Because nothing
Matters at all when there's nothing for miles and miles
Miles and miles
Six Mile Road where the cows graze along
There's a haunted old house with a portal to hell
And a big grassy lawn where the music is loud
And a park with a creek in the middle of town
Where the cups and the ice from the gas stations free
And the people that work there are nicer than me
Where the men climbing down with their handlebar 'stache
Burn it off with a candle and dripping hot wax
And the kids splash around in the creek with their dogs
And they crisp up their shoulders in summertime sun
There's a bear in the corner with a bustier
I could never imagine the person that made her
And I could exist in this place all year long
Where the sun never sets and the days just go on and on