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The Other - King Tuff

Written by：Kyle Thomas

Stuck in traffic on my way

To no particular place

No agenda no master plan

No important dates

No reason to be alive at all

As far as I can tell

Except for one small detail

Like a distant ringing bell

And it keeps on calling out to me

Like a lost forgotten lover

So I blast off down the shoulder

To go looking for the other

Driving up the coast

Past the surfers and the seals

All them lonely rich folks

Who only know how to steal

Science can cure sickness

But what can cure my soul

It won't be long before I'm gone

Laying in some hole

So I find an ancient payphone

To tell my mother I love her

But she ain't home

She must have gone out looking for the other

Pull up off the highway

The moon is looking wicked good

I throw my keys into the breeze

And get lost in the woods

I think about my old man

And the mystery of time

When suddenly between the trees

I see the lake of fire

So I jump right in

And take a swim

In this pool of unknown colours

And as I swim I begin to brim with visions of the other

Found my car a few days later

After I came to

Her name was blue Subaru 1982

I punched the clutch

And kick the gas

And take off in a burst

Well it wasn't long before the gas was gone

And we were overcome from thirst

So we found a dusty truck stop

Above the vultures hovered

And I thought it was the end

But then I thought again

And that was when I took the hand of the other