America (Instrumental) Lyrics
America - Olga Bell
Written by：Olga Bell
I dreamed that I fell apart
And found some room
The space lit up with a call to move
It was in a pause I'd erased
A backspace that I'd filled
Not realizing that it was all real
It that what you fear
That you're not forever
That all your allies are gunning for a fight
You seem at ease running on empty
But I'm at a loss
And I'm in your car
America
Our summer fair ground will freeze up
Its hot dirt gone
Our footprints wiped like we'd never walked in the sun
October nothing to show but
You're posturing again
Afraid you f**ked up the only rodeo you get
It that what you fear
That you're not forever
That all your allies are gunning for a fight
You seem at ease running on empty
But I'm at a loss
And I'm in your car
America
It that what you fear
You're not forever
That you're not forever
You're not for real
You seem at ease running on empty
Running on empty
Running on empty
Running