Nowhere Motel

Spencer Critchley, Owen Critchley

An ark and a rainbow
The ark is upside down
Like a hundred miles from Barstow
Noah ran aground

Somebody’s rusted camper shell
A tortoise gone to hell
A tourist comes to final rest
In this nowhere motel

I’m standing at the crossroads
It hits one-twenty-one
In the shadow of a sign post
I’m sticking out my thumb
A dew drop on a cactus
Balanced on a spine
I’m feeling like a figment
Of the desert’s fevered mind

I tell myself I’ll be there soon
An easy tale to tell
But if sundown comes I’ll buy a room
In this nowhere motel

Now I’m dazzled in the headlights
Of some fantasy machine
A thousand horses in the twilight
Come purring like a dream
Driver can you take me
To the other side
I got no destination
I just need a ride

Somebody’s rusted camper shell
A tortoise gone to hell
A tourist come to final rest
In this nowhere motel

Published by Boots Road Music, ASCAP
Written by: Spencer Critchley, SESAC (USA) & SOCAN / Owen Critchley, SOCAN