Testo Letter From New Omaha

Off I go God knows what will happen to me
Feels like a dream that I dreamt long ago
And while we play out such surreal scenarios
Just pray that we will come out alive
So off I go God knows what will happen to me
Off like a light, where we stop, who can tell?
Seems so strange to be pulled from this catalog
And if the card's eternity I only wish you well And when you ride upon the South-bound blast gonna take it out on you
It's just like me to want something more to do
And to build love from anything
I hope they bless and keep you safe til light
And to pull hope from everything
To keep you warm and read you books on tape