Into The Sun - The White Buffalo

The city street, the desert heat

Burns my mind and forces my feet to keep moving

Three in the afternoon

Wasted, feel my father disapproving

There's a desperation in this town

Vultures flank the fools and clowns are crying

Shell-shocked and landlocked

Don't know if I can leave but I feel like trying

And I'd better run into the sun

Until I hit the ocean

Words and tears have long dried up with my emotions

Just 'cause you don't see the way I feel

Please don't question my devotion

Blistered and broken

This hearts for sale but no one's a buying

Something still burns inside of me

But I can feel it dying

And I'd better run into the sun

Until I hit the ocean

And I better run until I hit the ocean