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We hit the blue fields
In the blue sedan we didn't get much further
Just as the sun was rising in the mist
We were all alone, we didn't need much more

So fast this expedition, so vast this heavy load
With a touch of luck and a sense of need

Seeing the guns and their faces
We looked around the open shore
Waiting for something

Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

This was to be our last ride
With the steel guitar and the love you give me
Underneath the skin, a feeling, a breakdown
Well, we sat for hours on the crimson sand

Exchanges in the currency, of humans bought and sold
And the leaders seem to lose control

Shall we lose ourselves for a reason?
Shall we burn ourselves for the answer?
Have we found the place that we're looking for?
Someone shouted, "Open the door"
Look out!

Shoot high, break low
Aim high, shoot low
Feeling of imagination
Break high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

(Shoot high, aim low)
Nothing you can say
(Shoot high, let go)
Takes me by surprise
(Shoot high, aim low)

Who says's there's got to be a reason
(Shoot high, let go)
Who says there's got to be an answer?
(We were all alone, we didn't need much more)

Shoot high, aim low
(The sun's so hard on this endless highway)
Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, aim low

Shoot high, let go
Shoot high, let go
(I've heard the singers who sing of love)
Shoot high, let go
(In the blue sedan we never got much further)
Shoot high, aim low
We hit the blue fields   In the blue sedan we didn't get much further   Just as the sun was rising in the mist   We were all alone, we didn't need much more      So fast this expedition, so vast this heavy load   With a touch of luck and a sense of need      Seeing the guns and their faces   We looked around the open shore   Waiting for something      Shoot high, break low   Aim high, shoot low   Break high, let go   Shoot high, aim low      This was to be our last ride   With the steel guitar and the love you give me   Underneath the skin, a feeling, a breakdown   Well, we sat for hours on the crimson sand      Exchanges in the currency, of humans bought and sold   And the leaders seem to lose control      Shall we lose ourselves for a reason?   Shall we burn ourselves for the answer?   Have we found the place that we're looking for?   Someone shouted, "Open the door"   Look out!      Shoot high, break low   Aim high, shoot low   Feeling of imagination   Break high, let go   Shoot high, aim low      (Shoot high, aim low)   Nothing you can say   (Shoot high, let go)   Takes me by surprise   (Shoot high, aim low)      Who says's there's got to be a reason   (Shoot high, let go)   Who says there's got to be an answer?   (We were all alone, we didn't need much more)      Shoot high, aim low   (The sun's so hard on this endless highway)   Shoot high, let go   Shoot high, aim low      Shoot high, let go   Shoot high, let go   (I've heard the singers who sing of love)   Shoot high, let go   (In the blue sedan we never got much further)   Shoot high, aim low