| In 1999 I was first learning to sin
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| Cranked up and hit the road
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| To grind some gears again
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| Break neck and reckless
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| I had a trail to blaze ahead
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| No counting cost or who I might have left for dead
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| Went looking for a river of gold
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| When my hometown was catching on fire
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| Left everyone I love in the smoke
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| While I got lost becoming a liar
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| Now I’m upsteam
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| I’m getting tired
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| And all those birthdays when
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| I just forgot to call
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| Heads were rolling
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| I was a poster on the wall
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| I’m not sure what it was
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| Hanging around my neck
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| I’m certain it had plans
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| To take what it could get
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| Went searching for the hollywood sound
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| And my old friends were cursing my name
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| I thought if I could burn out the sun
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| Then everyone would be with me in the shade
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| Wrong as I was I wouldn’t change
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| And all those birthdays when
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| I just forgot to call
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| I’m sitting on a mountain of guilt
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| That I finally started chipping away
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| Here hoping you could try to absolve
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| All the years that I was playing the game
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| I think that I’m turning homeward again
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| And I’m praying you will open the gates
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| Will you let me in
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| Let me stay |