Another Travelin' Song

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 **** 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 **********d 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 or kneel and plead

I'll fight like hell to hide that I'm givin' up