paroles de chanson Wish You Well - Art Morera

As I left Cali I headed to Death Valley and this is what happened
On the way back to the MIA I went missing in action
I'm sure the life that I left behind is enjoying my blissful absence
When I sleep my fingers retract and go numb, dreams with a fist full of sadness
Stopped at some foggy tracks, saw a train and quickly tagged it
Yes I'm a drifting vandal
Frozen plastic on my driver side door snapped off as I gripped the handle
Would tell my van I loved her whenever I saw a vehicle abandoned
Around here you're either a tourist, an artist like me, a sicko or bandit
Posted by plants that can kill a man, I'm Rick Moranis
Recall what it's like to have my own bedroom back then, I took that shit for granted
Artist's Palette, God's canvas is both slippery and jagged
I smile more nowadays 'cause I prefer when the pictures candid
Reminds me of a phrase I heard some miles back
Death of smiling at you already, might as well smile back
The thought of home while on the road gave me vertigo
Below sea level there's nowhere to go except vertical

C'mon
C'mon
Wish me well
Farewell

Tires flattened, Ray-Ban glasses by a cactus
Cargo van side doors pried open but no thieves ransacked it
Guess they respected the set up so much they left it as is
Maybe they ran off when they saw my skeleton
With hands on the wheel and the seatbelt fastened
I'm driving my casket
Mountains casted a shadow like it's a spell in a battle
Temperature fell to the gravel, still I held onto my saddle
Wild west, death in the valley will make a more yella lil fella skedaddle
No radio channels, see a snake standstill if it's tail rattles
Any sudden moves and they'll attack you
Venomous bite, poisonous gas fumes from century old mines
I don't want to hear anyone talking about "We outside"
Speaking of bites, great place to not be tempted to eat any fast food
Feels like I'm the last human way more often, that's honestly bad news
Wrote my name in the sand dunes and watched it disappear as it got windier
What a way to begin the year, especially when it felt like the end is near
I am back with the flavor in your ear
Smiling like seniors with veneers by an RV sipping a beer just sitting here

C'mon
C'mon
Wish them well
Farewell

On the highway I may have surfed a gnarly earthquake
It's like they'll sleep on the music I make until it's Arthur's wake
Look up in the sky, talking to God, birds of prey circulate
No service to look up the word of the day
The surface is gray from dirt and clay
My shirt is stained from ashes, rations I hurried and ate
Critters scurried away, may no one be worried 'bout me while I work on this tape
Don't want to be why there's a search underway
Do you recognize this person's face?
Have you heard of his name? Will I be a burden again? Was it worth the pain?
Burned the trash, I wouldn't litter
Wood splitters, tuna dinners
Cheap cap openers, one-hitters and I roll pinners
Left Cookies on a high note, no one's bitter
Pour water in the sand for every desert rose withered
If it's real love, go with her
Look around for scorpions by that hole you're digging there
Waiting for the coals to simmer in this cold winter, as the glow gets dimmer
I heard hope comes in glimmers and fake gold doesn't glitter
When you fight with the one you love, there's no winners, only sinners

C'mon
C'mon
Wish you well
Farewell