Wild Pink - Nothing to Show

Watching the ghosts attack alone
Your Camaro and ghost destroys the home
I wasn't patient for the cold
Now it looks like it gonna's snow
And there's nothing, nothing, nothing to show
Nothing, nothing, nothing to show

I eat an apple in the shade
Of a tree that rose through velvet raised
And I took to ? parkway
And then washed my hands with hidden cleanse
There was nothing, nothing, nothing to show
Nothing, nothing, nothing to show

Progress in another town
Making plans to (?...)
(?...) for some tolerance
Lie to yourself and call it in
You got nothing, nothing, nothing to show
Nothing, nothing, nothing to show