Fallen Rock from Ambertron by Mint Mile

"What kind of rock
Can be found on the interstate
Eighteen hour round-trip to see a girl
Coat your car with asphalt
Streaming hard to see

What kind of rock
On the shoulder of I-90
I’m out on the east shore of Flathead Lake
With a wish to disintegrate
On a dream boat
You’re just like me

I could kiss her saccharine lips In the summer sun
Watching all the trees burn
Things can be cool if you let ‘em
What’s so funny at the time
Is how quickly you forget that
From a mountain to a heap of FALLEN ROCK

I can taste the ash in that summer smoke
Let’s watch this valley choke
Freaks out the animals
Push the population inside

She could suck the pollen right off my tongue
In the summer sun
We ride through filtered light
One end of Arthur Avenue
To those park buildings where we hide

I could kiss her saccharine lips
In the summer sun
Watching all the trees burn
Word comes over the wire
You were finished with the leather
They’d banned you altogether
From a mountain to a heap of fallen rock

I could kiss her saccharine lips
In the summer sun

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