Going the Distance - Zipper Club

Lyrics by：Mason Orfalea

Composed by：Mason Orfalea

Driving through space

And I'm wasting my time

On a dead end road towards a bottle of wine

As I light me up a cigarette

Skies are balmy and it's hard to forget

What feels real at the time

May be an illusion in a bottle of wine

I wake up just around two

My internal clock is always skewed

I want to find some time to be mine

Let my thoughts run away in my mind

Float into place

I was pushed aside

Was dumped to the beach where I will reside

There I will fade

Away to gray

Under the trees but over the shade

The best part of growing old

Is knowing when the story is about to unfold

I wake up just around two

My internal clock is always skewed

I want to find some time to be mine

Let my thoughts run away in my mind

I wake up but not before you

My internal thoughts are always new

I want to find some time to be mine

Let my thoughts run away and rewind

As we walk through the rippling lines

And across the power lines

Building prisons without crimes

Going the distance

All this loss will fade away

As I dream for another day

All this loss will fade away

Going the distance

I wake up just around two

My internal clock is always skewed

I want to find some time to be mine

Let my thoughts run away in my mind

I wake up but not before you

My internal thoughts are always new

I want to find some time to be mine

Let my thoughts run away and rewind