Maybe I'll find on the way down the line that I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I

So turn right Into my arms You won't be alone Fall off this track sometimes Hope to see you on the finish line Somehow I'm to blame Pick up all your tears

I'm a boy and I'm a man I gotta get away Lines form on my face and hands Lines form from the ups and downs I'm in the middle without any plans I'm eighteen

A crack in the surface A flaw in the plan (Plans we made together, almost buried in the sand) A cadence imperfect Like a building condemned (Can we indemnify ourselves if we don't face what we're against) A sinking ship, an awkward kiss A chance to set

It's harvest time It's harvest time in this little town Time to bring it on in Pay the loans down And make another round There's a big red moon coming up in the sky Combine's cutting in a staggered line The only time of year We missed the church bell's

Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door Turpentine and dandelion wine I've turned the corner and I'm doing fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line pickin' 'em off with this gun of mine Got a fire

(please enjoy) Hell yes I'm movin' this way I'm doin' this thing Looking for my place On assembly lines Fake prizes Risin' out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up on purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco

Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa Feelin that I did Tecca Nina take it right back 2x This is the town where the clowns put it down baby Close the door befo ya child here the sound baby * - Tech raps these lines in between at double speed The killa

You can't take my soul away from me Everywhere you look, it's like they know Their fingerprints are hidden by control This is where the line is drawn, see I'm ethereal, my children are legion, serial They stick to my skin like beloved cysts I tear away

Where, where can I go? It’s a curse of mine to be sad at night All I see is road No one takes me home, It’s the hardest truth I’ve come to yet I was a daddy’s girl sometime, But I loved my momma till the end of line I am cold and I am bright,