Joker's Daughter - Cake and July, lyrics

Hi there. I can't understand some words that she sings there. I've searched the web but there were no results. Here's the text I've managed to write while listening to the song with missing words. Will be happy if someone can help with it. Thank you.

Where did July go?
Is it under my pillow
How did I get here,
did I slip through it all?
Behind the curtain
nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

Where did the cake go?
Has it gone with July?
Faster than the speed
of tractors and cars.
On route sixtie six,
it'e empty and clean
but not so pristine.

It's too hard to rest now,
it's 3 in the morning,
I hope I can get me a free ride.
And the road is a long one
but it's full of noise
of ... fly over making shapes
in the golden grass.

At 4:58
the sun stroke the canvas of sky.
But there was no sign of the breaking
great clouds up high.
Behind the faces
and anticipation
lied ...fication.

Where did July go?
Is it under my pillow
How did I get here,
did I slip through it all?
Behind the curtain
nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

It's too cold to stay now,
it's six in the morning
and rain days catch with the washed out people
running on by.

And the road is a long one
but it's full of noise
of ... fly over making shapes
in the golden grass.

Where did July go?
Is it under my pillow
How did I get here,
did I slip through it all?
Behind the curtain
nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

And the years disappear
between somewhere and nowhere.

Where can it be listened to?

Originally Posted by Mixalopoulos

Where can it be listened to?

http://prostopleer.com/tracks/4518032COOU

Cake & July

Where did July go,
Is it under my pillow,
How did I get here,
Did I sleep through it all,
Behind the curtain,
Nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

Where did the cake go,
Has it gone with July,
Faster than the speed,
Of tractors and cars,
On route 66,
It's empty and clean,
But not so pristine.

It's too hard to rest now,
It's three in the morning,
I hope I can get me a free ride,
And the road is a long one,
But it's full of noise,
And the orioles fly overhead making shapes,
In the golden grass.

At 4:58 the sun stroke the canvas of sky,
But there was no sign of the breaking,
The great clouds up high,
Behind the faces,
And anticipation,
Lied mortification.

Where did July go,
Is it under my pillow,
How did I get here,
Did I sleep through it all,
And behind the curtain,
Nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

It's too cold to stay now,
It's six in the morning,
And rain days catch with the washed out people,
Running on by.

And the road is a long one,
But it's full of noise,
And the orioles fly overhead making shapes,
In the golden grass.

Where did July go,
Is it under my pillow,
How did I get here,
Did I sleep through it all,
And behind the curtain,
Nothing lies certain,
No nothing at all.

And the years disappear,
Between somewhere and nowhere.

Thank you!