Well if the moon don’t getcha tonight 
If the graveyard’s still in sight 
If you’re moving a little too fast 
Just slow down, put a stop on your nerves 
Use a blotter for your energy 
And you’ll see that it’s been 110 degrees 
And the sunspots you’re knowing 
Carrying the dreams away 
You can take a louder voice 
In the desert 
Is crying out your name 
And you ain’t getting younger 
And you ain’t getting older 
Your shoes just freeze the same 
And it looks like 
You just like that name 
You just like that name