By the time I thought about missing you

You were Portland bound

Hellbent for the northwest running

Underground, underground

What's the weather doin’ out on 101?

Hot as a book of matches in my car

You go watching each one burn me on down

I lost track of the things I found, it out

Am I supposed to hop the next train

Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?

Pacific wind call my name

Seven devils to carry me away

Nothin' left here, save your silhouette

A breath of old fashioned, and foreign cigarette

Wicked words you whispеred me echoеd so true

But you won't leak it, someone else hiding in the room

Am I supposed to hop the next train

Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?

Pacific wind call my name

Seven devils to carry me away, away

I’ll start diggin' holes before my demons come

Seven canyons for to bury each one

Keep our fingers crossed, reminded how we began

With quiet days burning down like a match in hand

Am I supposed to hop the next train

Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?

Pacific wind call my name

Seven devils to carry me away