Arizona

Arizona
The air is
Can hardly stand it, it's a shock to my system
North to southern
We're back where home is
While east and west, they tug at our sides

You paint your beginning like a ragged maker
With no direction, only dots
Only dots

You're a mountain, but I'm a raven
I rise above the scene and go
You're dividing a precious something
So I will leave behind the scene and go
I'll go

Is this what you wanted?
Call it what you what then
I need a new definition please

Sweeping horizon
Right next to the surface
I'm losing my balance in the grandest of canyons

You're a mountain, but I'm a raven
I rise above the scene and go
You're dividing a precious something
So I will leave behind the scene and go
I'll go, I'll go