Lyrics
FUGITIVES / When I was born I was a rebel / I gave it up when I was twenty-two / Got a job at the bank downtown / That’s what they taught me at the private school / Don’t it feel like hell when you know yr being used? / I think I’m gonna buy an import / The Ford’s busted and the Chevy’s burned out / Drive it up past the blue ridge / See what the yankee winter’s about / I’m not sure / But I’m dying to find out / The realization came at sunrise / That there would be no turning back / I left that city with everything I owned on my back / They all tell her she’s crazy / And I think she knows that it’s true / All the shrinks in Chinatown / Want to know what her daddy’s been through / Cause she’s too old for playing games / Too young to lose / Drove all night because she knew that I would / Crossed a few more state lines than I should / And when I made it to the city / I found out where she stood / Everybody knows / There ain’t no such thing as “for good” / I’m not leaving / Like a fugitive on the run / I’m running home the way a father runs to his son
GHOST / Is it a feeling in your bones you just can’t shake? / Are your shaking hands keeping you awake? / You need a place to place a little blame / Digging up dead fields trying to put a face to a name / And the spirit hits the windshield of your car / You just keep driving / You wake up in the gray light of the afternoon / Even when you leave, the darkness follows you / You want to be the one that’s cursed / You’re gonna make it home, but I’m gonna get there first / Is there a ghost in your house? / That you don’t know?
PUT ME DOWN / They say there’s a slow train that’s coming / But it hasn’t been this way yet / How can I serve myself better than by helping you to forget? / How can you tell when you’re tired? / How can you tell when you’re poor? / Please call home and ask for my mother / I’ll be asleep on the floor / Pick me up, but put me down gently / I’m too old for crying on the phone / If you don’t make it through / I’m falling down with you / Because I can’t stand up on my own / Write this down so you can remember how it feels to be so upset / You never know how much, come morning / The whiskey’s gonna make you regret
RAMBLIN’ A PRAYER / I have this dream where I’m lost out in space / You’re always there, but you seem out of place / I follow you home even though I can’t see your face / I trust you, but I mark the trail just in case / You came over rambling a prayer / Speaking in tongues, pulling out all your hair / I know what you want, but I’m not sure I can compare / I’ll make you a deal, as long as it’s fair / This time the walls are falling all around you / Sometimes you learn things you thought you already knew / You got drunk and made some new friends / You thought you were famous, but woke up again / Found yourself yelling and screaming into the wind / Art is to damn hard, you need a means to an end / Ten thousand children are shaking your hands / The businessmen staring you down where you stand / Now the priest that you called is making all kinds of demands / They’re screaming at you but you don’t undertand
BROTHERS AND SISTERS / There’s a light on the highway / There’s a ghost at the door / And now you’ve got that feeling / You’ve been here before / We don’t have to run / Like fathers and sons / Brothers and sisters / Can find a way home / The bomb in your backseat / Is wired up to me / I’m trying to remember / How it feels to feel free / And I’ll wait for you / If I make it
HIGHWAY’S ON FIRE / I want to know how it feels to remember / Giving up on giving in / We’ll get sick of it someday / But I don’t know when / Since when was apathy a sin? / Highway’s on fire / But we’re still alive / I’ve got a bad feeling about leaving / You do what you can to ease my mind / I’m spinning my wheels / I’m just breaking even / Doing what I can to get left behind
