Laika - Looking For The Jackalope lyrics

The country´s breathing a sigh of stars
A bitch´s baby from a buzzard´s egg
American fortune seekers
West coast gold diggers
Southern forgetters
Theres smth wrong

I am panning for hope in a junk sick river
Trying to find the other two bits on my dollar
Down fault lines & phone lines
On every breath of every dawn
Theres smth wrong

The prairie´s bearing the vulture´s child
The whippoorwill sails on a lonesome call
From the twilight to the horizon
Theres smth wrong

I am looking for the jackalope in a burnt out car
In the dirt behind the daydream
Through a window pain´ted on a blackened building
Theres smth wrong
And the click-clack of the freight train goes
This & that, this & that
´Until your ears are ringing
And your vision is clouded

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