Car Wreck

40 miles south of baker i fell out of my car i was driving so fast that i i could not see the trees i flew through the front windshield i landed on my back i lie there on the bloody concrete i thought about the things i love there were stars the size of planets they were bigger than the clouds oh i will shine in on my small world i lay there and started singing my hands gropped for my pockets reaching for the wiskey flask i heard the words of the great ones god oh might im free at last in a sheeted bed in greensburg i slept a century in my dreams i did a lot of singing i sang about the things i love i sang about i sang about i sang about the things i love i sang about i sang about i sang about the things i love... 40 miles south of baker i fell out of my car