See my life as one long day,
Evening pa**ed and midnight's on its way.
Many treasures still lay buried
That may be how it should remain.
And though the light begins to fade
I may have time to turn one last page.
See my footprints in the dust,
Fainter now the hands do turn.
Across the face show scenes of loss
A backward stare where fingers burned.
Maybe went a bridge too far,
But I just wanna play my guitar.
See that train that I rode on,
Well, it went down a darker place.
Ran back home before too long
The heart would not survive the chase.
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Eyes that see the future clear
End up now a million miles away from here.