Tombstone - Ocean Alley

Melted wax on the seats inside

Fingers crossed, this old girl can make it

Cover your eyes, now the sky is burning

Grip that chair so tightly, might break it

And now there’s fire in the fields and the swaying pines

Hold your breath, it’s about to get a little wavy

Torch the place and the book of lies

All these roads seem to lead to somewhere crazy

Crazy, oh-oh

Ooh, well it seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, oh

Ooh, well it seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, hey, yeah

Birds lift into the season’s flight

Heard them say this old stone’s amazing

Stuttering words now my mind is bursting

Miss that time we shared an oasis

And now there’s fire in the fields and the swaying pines

Hold your breath, it’s about to get a little wavy

Torch the place and the book of lies

All these roads seem to lead to somewhere crazy

Crazy, oh-oh

Ooh, well it seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, oh

Ooh, well it seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, hey, yeah

Hey, do you really mind?

Hey, do you really mind?

It seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, oh

Ooh, well it seems we landed on the right stone

At the wrong time, hey, yeah