Roads run away to reflected glare    No use the map pocked with coffee stains    Crumpled in my lap all that still remains    Of the course which yesterday seemed to funnel the very air       Straight through Sioux Falls in the caves and you've seen the buffalo    Sioux Falls in the days you knew your words you knew where to go       Crease of the page new rip in the script    Jars us awake from dreaming now to sew or not to sew    And I can hear your silence screaming who are we to know    In this day and age navigation’s been outstripped by these roads       Will any find the riversides of Sioux Falls and you've seen the harvest    Open skies solid walls and no need for east or west    Saloons of Sioux Falls and you've seen the cavalry    Drinking with Boone Davy and Paul singing songs of liberty       Me and my Rolls Royce we took the long way home    So many perfect names ringing of distant shores and beginners luck    But they all looked the same tired thrift stores too many trucks    All drowning out your voice over the pay phone       What're you saying    What is it you’re saying    I can’t tell what you're saying       Put down the phone and lets get married Babe    Just look at us falling prey    To a country's worth of window shopping    And what are we looking for    I'll pick you up no sense in stopping    We’ll push on against the sun up to the shore    Onto the ferry    Then away we'll sail away       We’ll sail to Sioux Falls yeah    We’ll sail to Sioux Falls yeah    We’ll sail to Sioux Falls yeah    We’ll sail to Sioux Falls       Crumpled in my lap all that still remains    Of the course which yesterday seemed to funnel the very air