ON THE ROAD
I wake up in the morning dazed and all alone,
My soul smiles from the ceiling, it had left me long ago…
And alone I see my face, in this old n crazy place,
I light up a smoke, I run with the time, my mind is in a daze…
Snatches of the night before just comes in through this door,
And the devil and the God got nothing more, I had to swim to the shore…
Cause I’m walking down the road again, just to see those trodden leaves,
Though it’s dark I can feel the stares, of the huge, menacing trees…
But I’m walking down on that road again,
I don’t know why, I know not how…
I want to feel the burn, I want to taste the ice,
I want to be the fire now…
As I lie down on my bed with the whiskey in my head,
I’m lighting up a smoke, but the fire’s always dead…
And I want to break the chains that bind me to the bottom of the sea
And fly like the wind, and feel like the sun, and I will be free…
I can somehow see my life beneath a mountain of disguise,
And the soul and the heart, lighting up a fire beneath the open skies…
And you can see from where you’re standing now that the world has changed a lot,
Love can be sold, love can be bought, even the mighty Lord is shot…
And I’m walking down on that road again,
I don’t know why, I know not how,
I’m walking back, back to the rain,
I don’t know why, I know not how,
I want to feel the burn, I want to taste the ice,
I wan to be the fire now…
I’m walking down…I’m walking down…
- Sid.
