Nebraska Hills

What's the purpose isn't the same in the end
would your lips close when the air is too cold?

And well, I must admit, you were right in the first place
Where the highways meet with the unconsciousness

Send me a letter from the future
Sealed with a kiss
Do you ever wonder?
Do you ever wonder?

Nebraska hills won't be made of concrete
Do you still recognize me?
After all this time
Yes, you can swear
After all this time
After all this time