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  1. Ride Over

From the album Woozy

Lyrics

RIDE OVER
Copyright 1997 Dave Bassett and Walter Salas-Humara
Published 1997 Royal Swirly Music (ASCAP) and Lagartija Music (BMI)

Dave Bassett and Walter Salas-Humara - voices, guitars, bass, keyboards and percussion

Seeking a change from freelance employment
Spinning my wheels in a beat up Chevy van
Dodging trucks and heavy equipment
Passed by the bungalow where we lost our minds
And I close my eyes

A big red blast, a big white noise
Coming on fast, metal on glass
Trucks kissing hoods, missing doors
This ride is over

Feeling at home here on the pavement
A circle of cops, kids, and neighbors check me out
Mixing apologies with pain till nothing’s clear
I’m facing north and south and your blinking eyes
Are the loudest sound

A big red blast, a big white noise
Running through lights, rushed to my side
Needles and hoses and masks
This ride is over

The failing sounds of this situation
Are distant now as I am somewhere in between
I feel you change and it's nice to know you care
I'm going to let you down ‘cause I'm alright
Yeah I'm alright

A big white flash, a big black noise
No science or math, no magic no maps
You'll find me, I'm not coming back
This ride is over

The big white flash, a big black noise
Everything's gone, nothing is wrong
No deadlines, no senses, no time
This ride is over