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Dusty tracks where we used to meet
Sunburned letters stuck in my jeans
Ain't seen that old Chevy since '83
(oooh)Engine's roar still hums in my sleep
Window pane holds our fingerprint haze
Clocktower chimes through seven-year days
(where'd we go)
Let it be like a bullet through the breeze
Memories fade like a melody
Let it be let it roll off my sleeves
Rivers gonna flow where they please
Coffee rings mark the dashboard maze
Telephone wires hum those same old lays
(what we know)
Let it be like a bullet through the breeze
Sorrow melts where the willows freeze
Let it be let it roll off my sleeves
Tides gonna turn when they please
Static crackles through AM waves
Spinning wheels where the pavement caves
(three chords left)
Let it be like a bullet through the breeze
Photographs bleach in southern heat
Let it be let it roll off my sleeves
Trains gonna choose their own lead
Dusty tracks
(oooh oooh)
Dusty tracks