For seven nights each year
The circus comes through here
And Babylon blossoms in the desert sand
I've come to see your face
Washed up and out of place
Tan lines shining from your last wedding band
I'll take you to the country line
Chase the carnival sky
Sing until these river mouths run dry
We were blind to the warning signs
Eyes locked on the running white
Watching it pass us by
Worn out like your blue jeans
Lips taste of enphatmines
Your perfume mixed with gasoline
Swearing oaths of different lives
Empty promises "goodbye"
Whisper truth between every lie
With the radio turned low
And the valley's distant glow
Sacrifice the night to our gods of the road
We were blind to the warning signs
Eyes locked on the running white
Watching it pass us by
Deaf to sirens and flashing lights
Engine roaring through the sacred night
That call to life that dare we might