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