Skyway

Forty times you may question your life

Fortified with a hunting knife

Before you find out if you survive

Questioning marks have turned into scars

For the record you remember the few, yeah,

Who for a second time you bid adieu

Forty days in the neon haze

Festering dreams are dressed in vagaries

You follow the skyway

You follow your right-of-way

You follow the streets and the cars

And the shadows and the stars.

Forty lessons you may hear from the sun, now

You never listened to a single one

Falling leaves whisper like thieves

Not that you mind you live on stolen time

You follow the skyway

You follow your right-of-way

You follow the streets and the cars

And the shadows and the stars.

Fists loaded with a furious disdain

Your ferocity will be your shame

Fast motion like a curious flame

The best I can do is to turn my back on you

You follow the skyway

You follow your right-of-way

You follow the streets and the cars

And the shadows and the stars.

You follow the skyway

You follow your right-of-way

You follow the streets and the cars

And the shadows and the stars.

Streets and the cars and the shadows and the stars