Conor Oberst Where Pilgrims Disappear Lyrics

hair blowing in the hot wind
time hanging from a clothespin
there's no sorrow that
the sun's not gonna heal
i smell the leather of your new car
drive through the desert after nitefall
sleep on your shoulder
keep the stars all to ourselves

the kind of lover makes[?] my back hurt
wearing nothing but a tee-shirt
she's turning over on a
mattress made of air
i close my eyes and see a staircase
leading upwards into blank s___e
all of creation makes a sound too soft to hear

so i'll remain between her legs
she'll turn off all my fears
while bikers glide by highway shrines
where pilgrims disappear

know the trouble's been your good friend
kept you coming on the weekends
kept you coming even once your mind was made
you said it's over and it's finished
and the headache's all you lived with
well, we're different
i've got debts i'd like to pay

we should move to sausalito
live, it's easy, on a houseboat
let the ocean rock us
back and forth to sleep
wake in the morning with the sunrise
look at the water, see the blue sky
as if heaven has been laid there at our feet

so we'll remain between these waves
sheltered for all our years
while bikers glide by highway shrines
where pilgrims disappear
where time takes icebergs
where fields burn westward
where pilgrims disappear

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