The Way

Far back, time ago

I was standing all alone

Freezed lips, sharp tips

Shaking with the tightest grip

Glazed eyes, on time

Punch in when the clock is nine

Hold you close, hope I'm right

Lightning, strike me on this night

Mad ways, sad days

Over in a change of pace

Ship sank, pullin' rank

Float up to my thinkin' tank

Knees on ground

I would pray out loud

Low boy, see that sky

Lord, just let me fly

I would fall asleep

To my darkest dream

All the truth I seek

Calling out to me

New speak, show and tell

This will be my hardest sell

Wise men always say

Sadness wraps in golden plates

High time, stop or roll

Never sell that open soul

Mind free, time me

Up until you clear the noise

Knees on ground

I would pray out loud

Low boy, see that sky

Lord, just let me fly

I would fall asleep

To my darkest dream

All the truth I seek

Calling out to me

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey)

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey)

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (hey)