Bright Eyes - Another Travelin' Song lyrics
[Bright Eyes - Another Travelin' Song lyrics]
Well I'm changing all my strings
I'm gonna write another traveling 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've done nothing wrong
And to dream about a train that's gonna
Take me back where I belong
Well now the ocean speaks and spit's
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 hoping that our shit is safe
So I go back and forth forever
All my thoughts they come in pairs
Oh I will, I won't, I doubt I don't
I'm not surprised but I
Never feel quite prepared
Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you call that painting 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
She is sending me to bed again
Well I dream of dark on the horizon
I dream a desert where the dead lay down
I dream a prostituted child
Touching an old man in a fast food crowd
Oh yeah, I dreamt a ship was sinking
There was people screaming all around
And I awoke to my alarm clock
It was a pop song, it was playing loud
So I will find my fears and face them
Or I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead
I'll fight like hell to hide
That I've given up
I'm gonna write another traveling 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've done nothing wrong
And to dream about a train that's gonna
Take me back where I belong
Well now the ocean speaks and spit's
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 hoping that our shit is safe
So I go back and forth forever
All my thoughts they come in pairs
Oh I will, I won't, I doubt I don't
I'm not surprised but I
Never feel quite prepared
Now I'm hunched over a typewriter
I guess you call that painting 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
She is sending me to bed again
Well I dream of dark on the horizon
I dream a desert where the dead lay down
I dream a prostituted child
Touching an old man in a fast food crowd
Oh yeah, I dreamt a ship was sinking
There was people screaming all around
And I awoke to my alarm clock
It was a pop song, it was playing loud
So I will find my fears and face them
Or I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead
I'll fight like hell to hide
That I've given up