From the recording Highway Going Down

Lyrics

Watching graffiti covered train cars
in a smoke-filled empty city
and I’m choking on these dreams we had
and wishing you were with me

There’s not much else I can hold onto,
no hooks left for my hat
And I’m stuck in a dream
Broke down and busted flat

The hounds of Hell are barking loud
And there’s no one else to hold me
On the Highway going down

The Mount of God is thundering loud
And there’s no one left to love me
On the highway going down

Passing a tired old wooden shack
In a lonely grazing field
I cried a tear for all the time
We Wasted fighting back

And I tried to see the road ahead
But the raindrops from my eyes
Blinded me to all the things
We knew when the sun was always high