Side of the Road
I went all in,
I gave it all,
and I was unprepared
to face my fall.
When she sang a song
it was not for me
but I played along
in misery.
As I have said,
as I will say,
tomorrow only comes
as today.
It’s all the same,
nothing’s changed:
the clothes we wear,
the games we play.
The time is coming
when we’ll swallow our pride.
Come on in, my friend;
the dogs are chained up inside.
Well maybe this bothers you
but there’s plenty that’s bothering me.
God, I really hate this town,
I just don’t have the courage to leave.
I’m standin’ on the side of the road
thinking ‘bout my life again.
Just one more time around
and all I really need is a friend.
Just give me one last day
before I go,
one more night
all alone.
There’s a paper chest
beside my bed.
I keep angel hair
and tears I’ve shed.
I got a broken watch
that won’t tell time,
but I kept it on
for half my life.
And now I’m sure
this ain’t for me,
these winter tears,
the barren trees.
I don’t need a reason,
I don’t really care,
I’d be ready to leave
if the Lord himself was there.
The clock stopped moving when the lights went down on Emmett Street—
about time we all decided who we’re gonna be.
The consequences of our actions maybe fade someday,
but I haven’t seen that time, so I’m not gonna say.
Well maybe this bothers you,
do you think nothing bothers me?
I’d be passed out on the floor by now,
but this music has set me free.
Every waking hour I sit
but the sitting just doesn’t change.
Someday I’ll leave this place
and someday you will know my name.