undertow

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  last night.. hit the net
  woke up..in a sweat
  same scene.. different dream sudden ending
  
  grabbed a pillow and covered my head
  kicked the phone off the side of the bed
  tried to sing but the damn thing kept on ringing
  
  i know
  i'll go to mexico
  someplace nothing changes
  maybe i'll call on the phone
  maybe i'll write you a letter
  that's what i meant when i said goodbye
  
  backed the shovelhead out of the shed
  hit the interstate hard heading left
  the street below is water flowing undertow
  
  there's a song that i'd rather forget
  but i don't think i've shaken it yet
  as soon as i do
  i'm gonna write us another one
  
  i know
  i'll go to mexico
  someplace nothing changes
  maybe i'll call on the phone
  maybe i'll write you a letter
  that's what i meant when i said goodbye
  
  i know
  i'll go to mexico
  someplace nothing changes
  maybe i'll call on the phone
  maybe i'll write you a letter
  maybe i'll die maybe i'll learn how to fly
  that's what i meant when i said