From the recording The Shimmering Divide
Lyrics
The highway is callin',
I've packed my dreams I'm all in
The autumn leaves have fallen, once again
I've practiced my singing
The tones that I'll be bringin'
Were crafted from beginning to end in my heart
What kind of life is this, Its kinda like diggin'
For a lost hidden, treasure lyin' in the hearts and minds... of us all
Greyhounds and ferries
Engines turn to carry
My scribbled observations, demons and hopes
Landscapes and time zones
Like scattered leaves and pine combs
Stretched across the forest wall, drive and drive
What kind of life is this, Its kinda like bringin'
A butter knife to a, gun fight in the hearts and minds... of us all
Nails and coffins
These tough crowds never soften
When seldom turns to often, It's time to move
The kindness of strangers
Tequila shots and fame just
Numb this pulsing void swooping over like a storm
It's a bottomless trap door
A swinging double-edged sword
I'm wondering what I'm in this for anymore
What kind of life is this, it's kinda like driftin' on a high, sinkin'
broken pirate ship in the hearts and minds of us all