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spreading far and wide ma- ny dif – rent shades of dus – ty grey
Per – i -win – kle hint of sage a full rust a – ga – ve
as far as I can see not a tree along the way
I’m just a dirt devil Kicking dust along to Reno
slice – ed de li meat shrubs spread in all directions
Something like this feeling is filling the horizon
The handshake deal spread fire across the land
I’m just a dirt devil Kicking dust along to Reno
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Con. crete gravel sacks and Graham Hollyn
walkways
Nothing more than hope left to get this dog to ob – ey
She rides the wake trailing mudflapped great danes
I’m just a dirt devil Kicking dust along to Reno
I may be a dust bunny hitching a ride working my way to the east
She’s the dragon in the headwind streaming beneath me
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US 95
stretches onward
Onward to the edge
From side to side
extending the line
till each end will meet again
not just a picture
The horizon’s
eyelid
Hung low over its iris
The diameter
multiplied
by a constant
or a print on a postcard
from either side,
It’s a tunnel you enter
It only gets wider
at 90 miles per hour
It only gets wider
Until its ground to a powder
To build us a structure
to carry us a little bit faster