I saw lonely faces
Going to lonelier places
I saw people just walking to their death

And if you came looking for God
Then you're %#@! out of luck
But the Devil's just sitting over there

And he's got a lifetime of pain
Hell you are one in the same
So go on and march with him tonight

And he'll say,
?Stay here, soul?
You'll stay there awhile

He'll say,
?Stay here, soul?
You'll stay there awhile

Alone in Mexico
Alone in Mexico


[Dylan]:

The lonelier the highway, the prettier the view

But the sooner I will paint my ocean blue
Yeah it's funny how we all are constantly in limbo
Win or lose 'cause if you fall

You're bound to learn a thing or two
I've always been a traveler
A backpack and dusty mirror kind of kid

Shoulder centric hoping heaven takes him type of %#@!
Broken necked and motel checked-in no perspective type of wishing
Holds his lessons close as measuring this distance

Don't regret it
I put on for my small town-city
Saying God's gonna forgive you if you fall down with me

Sort it out
I wish I didn't miss your calls now literally
Fault found

All out
Falling take these
Walls down with me

Both of us are different now
Heavier than calmer stages
We could dig our graves together

Bury this in conversation
Waste away our days together
Weather this on rocks of patience

Overcome geography in case I get to
See you again
If I don't see you again

If I don't see you again
If I don't see you again
If I don't see you again I'll pack my bags

Write a letter to my friends
Pretend I never wrote an album bout you, this is how it ends
So yeah the lonelier the highway, the prettier the view

And the sooner I won't be alone with you
We used to swing dance in kitchens,
And kiss at red lights

But now there's no sense in writing
Down the things we used to do
I swear to God I wanna erase what you've been through make a point using my pencil put my sneaker through your window

If we cannot see this through
But if I see your pretty face again, I'll lay you down in rose
I'll remove your newest tattoos and I'll take off all your clothes

I am sixty-five, squinting out of wrinkled eyes, I hope
I don't identify the best of times as dead inside my soul
I've always been a traveler, a dusty sneaker kind kid

A battlefield lover and a tourist to your lips
But when something magic we love dies or fuses into mist
You'll be the cutest number on my bucket list

I hope I see you again
I hope I see you again
Until I see you again.


[Aidan]:


The lonelier the highway, the prettier the view
And the sooner it takes me home to you
And so people will say that you're not even my own
'Cause I sat there and burned down your home
I've had a lifetime of pain

Hell we are one in the same
So I go and march with you tonight
And I said,
?Stay here, soul?
You'll stay there a while

I say,
?Stay here, soul?
You'll stay there a while

Alone in Mexico

Alone in Mexico