Stranger's faces are passing by you Don't you remember You're one of them too 26th Avenue is long and you know No one here waits for you even the man you follow As you are searching Something you can't reach Some place desertic grows deep inside Look in the mirror And don't see yourself No longer you would feel As you lived the last days of Gram Parsons ♪ Facing the landscape on a truck seat Watching the midnight sky The moon on the rise Trying to forget To release your mind But there's is no way and you're not ready to die As you are searching Something you can't reach Some place desertic grows deep inside Look in the mirror And don't see yourself No longer you would feel As you lived the last days of Gram Parsons