Well I haven't saved much money and I don't really have a plan
But I'm headed for the city I want to record with the band
I'm sorry but it's true I have grown too old to lose
I don't what else to do except pick up and move
Right now I've got a girl who is cool enough to try
To show to me the world through the green lights in her eyes
Right now I've got a woman, the great excuse to have no plan
Give me a paycheck and a cigarette and two steady hands
And with all due respect, lord, I won't have to give a damn
What if all your friends, well, they turned away from you
What if all your dreams, you learned, were never meant to come true
What if all your memories are all the dreams you'll have
Just a nightmare haunting us through every smoke filled breath
Until your death, you'll do your best to make sense of this mess
Maybe I could work and I could help pay the rent
Many years from now we will wonder where the time went
But as for the past, well, we may never know what it meant
A puzzled moment moves too fast it quickly becomes the present
Like right now it becomes the past
Just like all that came before
Another day another way to end up on the floor
Right now I've got an ocean of love to fill my cup
Family, and friends, man, more than enough
To be there now when the bottom falls out and I f*ck it all up
So what of the weight of this song in my heart
Could be greater than black dots on a chart
What if this sorrow helps me pull the two apart
What if all these memories cause dreams to spark
And start a fire that could cast my shadow in the dark