.A pocket full of matches
Not a cloud in the sky
Rusty can of gasoline
Dry wood stacked up high
I always run wide open
That's just what I do
I leave behind a burnin sky
That lights up my rear view
Hey, hey
Someday I might live and learn
Hey hey
Ri.
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