The End Of The Road

'Cause I'm just trouble shooting in New Orleans

I got the same bad connections

And the same sweet dreams

And I can't sleep at night to save my life

I can't close my eyes

With the whisper I'm drawn to the cooling skies

And maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll run

I can't decide

Cause I'm so awake

And so alive

But it's all the same in New Orleans

It's just a mean little man messing with my world

So it seems

But the laughter and the joy

I know it's all a ploy because

I could have stayed in New Orleans

I could have got a sweet southern song

A bottle of wine

And a shiny string of beads

And maybe we'll walk, maybe we'll run

Maybe we'll be forced to hang on to

Crazy dreams

To these crazy dreams

Seemingly, it began to end

Consoled you are my friend

You'll see your chance again

But who would believe

It was time, just wasted time

To follow my eyes where they take me

Time to follow my desire

Will it break me?

I couldn't find the will to care

In a crowded class in the mountain air

It's just an endless cycle of rain delays

Satellite hookups and tooth decay

Principles that surround the rich

Squandered on the poor, don't do that

do that do that do that do that do that

Oh, never let go

Til the end of the road

We gotta hold on, never let go

Til the end of the road