The road

To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet
To the west, to the west, I haven't got there yet
To the north, to the north, never to be caught
To the south, to the south, my time is running out

Ever since my childhood I've been scared, I've been afraid
Of being trapped by circumstances
Of staying in one place
So I always keep a small bag full of clothes carefully stored
Somewhere secret, somewhere safe and somewhere close to the door
Well I've travelled many countries, washed my feet in many seas
I've drunk with grifters in Vienna and with punks in old D.C
And I've driven across deserts
Driven by the irony that only being shackled to the road could ever I be free


I've felt old before my time, but now I keep the age away
By burning up the miles and yeah by filling up my days
And the nights, a thousand nights I've played, a thousand more to go
Before I take a breath, and steel myself for the next one thousand shows


So saddle up your horses and keep your powder dry
Because the truth is you won't be here long, yeah soon you're going to die
To the heart, to the heart, there's no time for you to waste
You won't find your precious answers now by staying in one place
Yeah, by giving up the chase

To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet
To the west, to the west, I haven't got there yet
To the north, to the north, I never will be caught
To the south, to the south, my time is running out (x3)

I face the horizon, everywhere I go
I face the horizon, the horizon is my home
I face the horizon, everywhere I go
I face the horizon, the horizon is my home