You Would Think With All

I'd Have To Say That My Favorite Thing Is Writing A Song That Really Says How I Feel, What I Believe - And It Even Explains The World To Myself Better Than I Knew It.

I'm Losing Touch With Reality And I'm Almost Out Of Blow. It's Such A Fine Line, I Hate To See It Go. Cocaine, Runnin' All 'round My Brain.

I Don't Know Where I'm Running Now, I'm Just Running On

Looking Out At The Road Rushing Under My Wheels. Looking Back At The Years Gone By Like So Many Summer Fields.

How Long Will It Be 'till We've Turned To The Tasks And The Skills That We'll Have To Have Learned If We're Going To Find Our Place In The Future And Have Something To Offer Where This Planet's Concerned?