I Can Only Get My

I Guess I Lost My Way, There Were So Many Roads. I Was Living To Run, And Running To Live, Never Worried About Paying Or Even How Much I Owed.

When I Try To Write I Try To Write Something Different Every Time. That's The Challenge.

With Only One Thing In Common, They Got The Fire Down Below.

Out Past The Cornfields Where The Woods Got Heavy, Out In The Back Seat Of My '60 Chevy. Workin' On Mysteries Without Any Clues, Workin' On Our Night Moves.

Set Yourself The Bolder Course. Keep Your Heart An Open Shrine.