Well I'm changin all my strings I'm gonna write another travelin' song About all the billion highways And the cities at the break of dawn Well, I guess the best that I can do now Is pretend that I done nothing wrong And a dream about a train that's gonna Take me back where I belong Well, now the ocean speaks and spits And I can hear it from the interstate And I'm screaming at my brother on a cell phone He is far away I'm saying nothing in the past or future Ever will feel like today Until we're parking in an alley Just hopin' that our sh** is safe So I go back and forth forever All my thoughts they come in pairs Oh, I will, I won't, I do, I don't I'm not surprised But I never feel quite prepared Now I'm hunched over a typewriter I guess you'd call that paintin' in a cave And there's a word I can't remember And a feeling I cannot escape And now my ashtray's overflowing I'm still staring at a clean white page Oh, and morning's at my window And she is sending me to bed again Well, I dreamed a dark on the horizon I dreamed a desert where the dead lay down I dreamed a prostituted child Touching an old man in a fast food crowd I dreamed a ship was sinking There was people screaming all around And I awoke to my alarm clock It was a pop song, it was playin' loud So I will find my fears and face them I will cower like a dog I will kick and scream I will kneel and plead I'll fight like hell, to hide that I'm givin' up