Four hour drive Strange world outside Shattered to see The sun go down Don't know ourselves In this hollow town Sometime in the written hour (?) Puritans had all the power Show them how their eyes were blue Tell me I'll stay with you Always waiting And you're fading, fading out So I looked my Sunday best Still inside a (?) dress Tall, dark ... (?) Like the time they stood (?) I was looking Puritans watching I, I was watching, watching out