As I drive the highway, quietly taking my leave
They're always near, following in the shadows behind me
The phantoms of my hometown rape my memories
They just plunder and ravish all that they please
Through dark clouds of smoke, I squint my eyes
I drive on and don't look back as the past behind me dies
Devoured in a fire raging against the sky against the land
In another mile I dump the matches and wipe the gasoline from my hand
And I'll never love you, and you'll never know me
And we'll never know what treasures we could have found in that sea
But I know you'll be just fine with him as I go my way
And in the end, you and I know it's all the same anyway
Over my head, the phantoms speak to me of warmth of lucent fires
But they died out long ago, and I know them to be liars
The night is heavy as I sit under the last stoplight
And as I pass under those cold swords I know I've won this fight