East Nashville Easter (Yonder Mountain String Band)

Engine's running hot But now it's burnin' down Everyone says that this is going well But I can hear every sound Four gray walls Make it all seem right But everything looks wrong In these cheap hotel lights Going up and down Down and out Cheap cologne and expensive perfume I've never seen so many lost souls in my life Air so thick, so busy and loud One crazy young man standing out in the crowd One of these days when the sun comes up and I'm tossin' and turnin' alone I'm gonna pull myself up outta this state I'm gonna make everything seem alright, alright Know how it feels with the sun in my eyes, still that heartbroken wind's at my door One of these days I'm gonna wreck myself and this engine won't run no more, no more