everything that was inside is now outnending up where it beginsntears in your eyesnit's a beautiful lifennit all lays in wait to come to menstars fall asleep and smother meni go far awaynblue always finds mennsun in my mind each time it rainsnchristmas in cushing town seems just like a dreamnnothing waiting on me thereneverything up in the airnnit all lays in wait to come to menstars fall asleep and smother meni go far away, blue always finds mendays go by slow, and years just fade awaynngreen george washington stampnthe cars are long and blacknon a postcard from sandersonnwe are going out to marfanthen to the oil fieldnit's cold here in the mountains nnand it all lays in wait to come to menstars fall asleep and smother meni go far awaynblue always finds me