In a vapor trail, in a vapor trail Swept away like voices in a hurricane Horizon to horizon Memory written on the wind Washed away like footprints in the rain Stratospheric traces of our transitory flight Trails of condensation held In narrow paths of

Surrender to nothing Run as far as you can Hold on to what I believe in But my heart Compassion confession Resolve and compromise Dedication domination Please define the lines

I got to keep movin', I got to keep movin' Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail Hmmm-mmm, blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail And the days keeps on worryin' me There's a hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my

Save my soul, save myself All you folks think you own my life But you never made any sacrifice Demons they are on my trail I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell I look to the left I look to the right There're hands that grab me on every side All you

But neon tiger there's a lot on your mind Away, away, away Under the heat of the southwest sun Under the heat of Far from the evergreen of old Assam Far from the rainfall on the trails of old Saigon straight from the poster town of scorn and ritz To

Somebody had to set a bad example Teach all the prim and propers what not to do Nobody around here wants to ramble What the hell, that's what I was born to do Those swanky big brick houses don't amuse me I live in a trailer but I drive a Cadillac I ain't

Cold black water She's southern comfort She's sweet magnolia sugarcane Yeah she's every jet trail sky There's wild horses in her eyes And her heart's a load you'd love to try and take She could've been born and raised in a Kentucky bluegrass town East

There's a line where the sky meets the sea and it calls me But no one knows, how far it goes All the time wondering where I need to be is behind me I'm on my own, to worlds unknown Every turn I take, every trail I track Is a choice I make, now I can't

Go back to your trailer Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors There ain’t nothing to see here Keep your two cents on your side of the fence You say that you’re watching the birds out the window Well I’ve got a bird you can watch You ain’t gotta act

Tryin' to the world on fire Turn the key and spark the wire Chasin' down a feelin', runnin' on desire Gone in a cloud of smoke The future was an open road Leavin' a trail of flames behind those tires Well that big red sun was sinkin' slow That horizon