[Lyric] Texas One Ten (Horace Pinker)

It feels good that the streets are wet small relief from the summer heat small dreams, and memories of sweet tea we seen so much further lost than east but el paso's only a few days back there's nothin' ahead but the tracks this train moves slower the further we get away this notebook's filled and it's only been three days i haven't slept since texas one ten but it's hard without your dreams it's not that i'm getting old, it's just nothin's new to me it hurts more to arrive than leave i never knew it got so cold everyplace i go is close, but know that it's not home el paso seems like years ago and i know now that it is this place moves faster than the roads but i pay no attention to them i still find dreams of texas one ten but it's not from lack of sleep it's not that i'm getting tired i'm just tired of staying awake