Blasting Fonda - Wilco

i watch the clock, alot
to see where im at, in the plot
its like a movie starring me
its all so moving to me

and i dont wanna leave
this walking dream
its up to you
to get me home
i wont go in alone

chorus:
in days of olden
silence was golden
i dreamed of you
hair on my pillow
like a weeping willow
cool breeze blows through

there will be no failure
i wont be the last
premadonna stuck in a trailer
blasting Fonda for the news

(chorus)

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