Another town, another down.
I've never felt as alive as I do now.
I don't know if I'll ever go back.
Give me twenty heads in a dim-lit basement.
Fort Ryland nights. The California backyard that made me.
The open road can take me.
I wouldn't trade this for anything.
We'll never be the same.
The friends we made.
We sang along.
The Colorado smoke screen lingered on.
I found life in that eerie wooden shack
that once harbored d**h.
The van. The overnight drives.
The starry skies.
This is my life, my love, my everything.
Don't let the open road take me back.
I wouldn't trade this for anything.
We'll never be the same.
And we all knew Wolf never stood a chance.
I'd trade these luxuries for a crowded van.
This is all I live for: this is my everything.
This is all I'm good for: this is all that's left for me.
The open road can take me.
This is all I live for: this is my everything.
This is all I'm good for: this is all that's left for me.
Give me twenty heads in a dim-lit basement.
Fort Ryland nights. The California backyard that made me.
I wouldn't trade this for anything.
We'll never be the same.