Hey brother, where you bound? There's a red cloud hanging over us And it's so big and it's gonna burst All you people with your heads in the ground And they're no good and they're everywhere Try to tell you, but you just don't care Try to hear you but

Come on and be my little good luck charm Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight I want a good luck charm A-hanging on my arm To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight Don't want a four leaf clover Don't want an old horse shoe Want your kiss 'cause I just can't

Everything I love is on the table Everything I love is out to sea I'm not alone I'll never be Into the bone I'll never grieve When they ask what do I see I see a bright white beautiful heaven hangin' over me And if you want, (too seriously)

What are you listening to Is it a cover band in some college town bar Where it's na-na-na's and air guitars Just a sad song playing on the radio station Tears still fall and hearts still breakin' Cause you're hanging on Or is it a love song about someone

Well the landslide brought me down Well, I've been afraid of changin' 'Cause I built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older too And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills

Got the game from them old niggas You gotta know where I'm from to get to know a nigga I'm still glad I smoke weed Hidin' from the police I spent time overseas, hanging out in England And I got the squad on my mind and I mean this Do a little time out

I'm over my head Oh but it sure feels nice Your mood is like a circus wheel You're changing all the time Sometimes I can't help but feel That I'm wasting all of my time But it sure feels nice You can take me to paradise And then again you can be as cold

I’ll cover your eyes We are the walking dead I’ll cover the truth and you’ll realize Swallow the lies we’re fed We’re hanging by a thread And now I’m hating myself I’m hating myself I never should’ve shut you out Can anything bring us back to life

Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep

Nothin' but blue skies, Hangin' over you and I. Listen to the Goodyear's roll Hummin' through the radio Let it lighten up your load Ain't got no place to go. Watching those fence poles fly, As the miles roll by, Embers in the ashtray,