Drivin' down the night before
A black feed truck just up ahead
""Jesus Is My Co-Pilot""
That's what the bumper said
Snowcapped hills of Arizona roll
They roll across my head
The FM broke down long ago, it's quiet
Just the sound of roadside dead.

Seems like just a breeze ago
A fire burned and kept us warm
I searched around my soul for God's roses
But I found the Devil's thorns
That ghostly wind around me up and found me
Woke me up and gave me chills
But all I ever heard were your echoes
In those California hills

Gotta find some water to wash my boots
They're all caked up with mud
And that shovel in the back seat, well it's covered
With dirt and dried blood.
Snowcapped hills of Arizona roll
They roll across my head.
The FM broke down long ago, it's quiet
Just the sound of roadside dead.

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Todd Harkey