Some things will never change. Some things we'll never know. Walking down the rocky road. Down and out with so far to go. . Without you on my mind. I'd never make it.
Driving down the road in a foreign town. And the streets and the sun making my head go round. One eye in the mirror for the sleeping low. And I'm driving down the road with my foot on the floor.
Dream on little brother. Let your conscience sleep. Dream on now. This time the cut is far too deep. . Dream away. Run with the gun. But the war is over now.