Limousin Lady

I am a vision I've chosen to be
A late night attraction a catch and release
A red-breasted bluebird, a sycamore tree
The dogs on the front seat we're picking up speed

Limousine Lady the parkway at noon
Through barns and decay I'm feeling new
The lines on the map they don't really exist
I'm falling forward my hands on your hips

To all my relations
What should I do?
Standing here humble
Listening for the sound of you

End of state maintenance just this dirt will do
I smile politely while kissing his shoe
Mirador's waiting, the misfit is near
The ground is awakening in Patterson's field

I am a vision I've chosen to be
A late night attraction a catch and release
A red-breasted bluebird, a sycamore tree
The dogs on the front seat we're picking up speed

Limousine Lady the parkway at noon
Through barns and decay I'm feeling new
The lines on the map they don't really exist
I'm falling forward my hands on your hips

To all my relations
What should I do?
To all my relations
What should I do?
To all my relations
What should I do?
Standing here humble
Listening for the sound of you