" Unleaded " (c)1997 Hollow; Jacobs, Arakaki, Doyon, Beasley



Lyrics: Matt Beasly
Music: Matt Beasly




In a far black corner of a deep dark sky
A child loses a father
A mother sit and cries
Looking on as he drives,
Not knowing where hes headed
Stops the car once in a while
to fill it up unleaded




Painted faces hide the tears
of painful traces throught the years
lights pass by with faded memories
the further he gets the less he see
Fumes become frequent
the miles are long
Silenced virtue of the same old song
Acciedents fall
the tire is shreaded
What good is gas
What good is unleaded




Miles go fast but the memories stay
Unwilling to try
The price to pay
The past burn fires
The blood shreaded
Running out of turns
Running out of unleaded