Lyrics

FISHTAILS

Staring down the line of a long-gone time
Got no place to go and I?m feeling just fine
Let the darkness fall behind
There?s a turning up ahead
And whose to say what I might find

Clearing out the dead men no-hopes gimme-some
Looking after my self seeing where I?m coming from
Lighting up my way
There?s a thousand miles of road
And a night to follow every day

Blue clouds, white sky
City life, flashes by
Fast tracks too slow
Turning up the radio
Let darkness fall behind
There?s turning up ahead
And whose to say what I might find

Well I don?t need tying-up tying-down pushed around
Home-spun sweet-talk sympathetic loving sounds
Won?t turn my head around
Now there?s one less talking
And two less kicking over ground

Got my senses set right tracking into my flight
Taking hold of my wings beating till I?m outta sight
Let darkness fall behind
There?s a turning up ahead
And a freedom place is in my mind

Blue clouds, white sky
Hold tight, gotta fly
Been down, won?t cry
Get up, get high
Bad times, bye-bye
Whole world?s my showa
Turnin? up, turnin? up the radio
Let darkness fall behind
There?s a turning up ahead
And whose to say what I might find