On an Arkansas foggy night
The next town is eighty miles
Girls at the station have a look in their eyes
If we make it til the morning well be alright
The fog blocked out the stars at night
Trailers haunting neon lights
Scared of the trash that lives inside
Can we make it til the sunlight begins to shine?
The nights passed and were on our way
The fear is lost heading south today
Big Easys only seven hours away
[Burns tree]? will swallow our spirits today