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dreaming of home towns
near warm coasts
where they used to drill for oil
and it seems to be late morning
and i'm waiting at a crossing
while a switch engine makes up its mind
just where to put some tank cars
and the window is open
cause the air conditioner is broken
and i stare at a few flowers
just weeds on the roadside
and it's a little hot
but it's not too bad
and you're sitting next to me
on the bench seat of my old pickup
and i can feel you
as you lean against me