"Pink Sky" lyrics

I'm the captain of four wheels
Looking for something to fill the lines between the road
Six string in the shotgun, I'm reaching to feel
Taking turns on a dime while I'm singing it nice and slow
Guess some songs the world will never know

Radio off so I can hear my head
Dropping the hammer on my soul instead
Somewhere back in the heartlands
I will return to my one true love

Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away
Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away

I'm strumming it out on the porch
The song's a pretty lady as she's walking by my ears
Words on the wind, ruffling her dress
Respectfully, of course
Floats all across the yard, then gets caught in a fence
Guess some songs are meant to bring us to tears

Radio off so I can hear my head
Dropping the hammer on my soul instead
Somewhere back in the heartlands
I will return to my one true love

Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away
Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away (hide away)

The sky is so pink
A clown is red, nose drowning in a porcelain sink
Soon before by the wink
Is this a prank or a kink?
Inside my ears we dance and sing
The same direction in which you walk
Everything sold was once bought
That's just an animality of crock
No one wants to be the rockin' side of the clown's sock

Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away
Pink skies on Irish goodbyes
To the place out in the country
We like to hide away