i sent the message when i left yesterday
from the station back in santa fe
that when the 619 comes around
i'll be found
hey hey hey
i know that leaving seemed right
but on lonesome new mexican nights
i've been lost on familiar streets
& counting the weeks
i never put a quarter into a phone
it would just give him a chance to say no
but when the 619 comes around
i'll be found
GIANT
Baby It's You
Cold Shoulder
Giant
Graceland
Joins The Foreign Legion
Calloused Fingers Won't Make You Strong, Edith Wong
It Wasn't The Same Somehow
Cold Shoulder
Dying Batteries
Roberta C.
Lonesome New Mexico Nights
Attic Room
A Normal Suburban Lifestyle Is a Near Impossibility Once You've Fallen In L
Jeane If You're Ever In Portland
Blue Corolla
I Should Have Kissed You When I Had The Chance
Suitcase In Hand
Holly Hobby
Graceland