Lyrics

Julie feels the same as a pile of dead leaves in the rain But she says "I wouldn't cry if the world was on fire And the water was trapped behind the gates" Julie drives her car through the checkpoint by the reservoir And she says: "I'll be alright with my gun by my side" But she knows she wouldn't make it that far Julie's on her way to a place she knows Static coming through on the radio Sarah sits and waits, humming, see the sky about to rain But she knows no whistle blows through the cold anymore And the tracks arе old scars on the plain Julie's coming home to thе place she knows Static playing soft on the radio