This car smells all too familiar Stale cigarettes and ac Now that we got that hour back I can finally save some face Dreaming of white sands And life long indian summers I never belonged Anywhere but here You are the light You are the resurrection It all comes out In the wash These butterflies feel like vultures Let the sand fill in around me Float away down chester creek I know that you said You like my hair long But all these close calls Were too close for comfort I'll miss the love songs That weren't written about me You are the light You are the resurrection It all comes out In the wash I was never a prophet Nor a shepherd It all comes out In the wash