New Mexico to Old Arizona - Boy Eats Drum Machine

There’s a wind without a sound

As light gets through the glass again

Turn the key and drive

New Mexico to old Arizona

The wind moves without a sound

And it gets across the open sand

Miles and miles without a sound

Pushes grains around

But I’m the one blowing by

I’m the one just borrowing time

Through the glass again

New Mexico to Old Arizona

The ground moves without a sound

Ground moves without a sound