He's by your side, he's at your shoulder
The one who shares your nights
But he's narcotized by dream deceivers
Who preach of warmer climes
Hey what happened, I saw your message, I'm on a drive
So untethered, I cut the engine, and killed the lights
Fields of echinacea, I can't believe we made it, to fields of echinacea
Lean the seat back, I think I'll stay here, for the night
But in this blackness, I still can't reach him or ask him why
Fields of echinacea, I can't believe we made it, to fields of echinacea