Picacho Peak Songtext
von Howe Gelb

Now I haven′t flown in my dreams
Since I was at least eleven (eleven)
So now I sleep when I fly
Just to get even (even)
I drive with no lights on
Whenever there's a full moon (full moon)
I tend to sing along with the radio on
When I don′t know the tune (the tune)
I got one hand on the wheel
One's holding my coffee
And I'm still holding the phone talking to you
I hope to remain so severely talented
At least for another mile or two


I′m doing it now
In case he′s looking down on me
When I was a child
My daddy taught me how to steer with my knee
Since he left this world
It hasn't felt right
All the endless hours now
Appear so finite
All the endless hours
Appear so finite

Here in the shadow
Of an old dead volcano
You can almost smell it
When the sulfur used to reek
Here in the shadow
Of an old dead volcano
Havoc in the hammock
Swaying below Picacho Peak
Picacho Peak

All together now