A Grok In The Road
Album: Al Jones And The Famous Hungarians
By: Al Jones And The Famous Hungarians
By: Al Jones And The Famous Hungarians
Duration
7:45
Genres
Description
Laid back groove song about tripping down the railroad tracks.
Lyrics
My friend I wanted to die, Together as we wandered, A wonder that couldn't be shared, There's no reason there. Even in a dream, I know me from mine, The truth from an image, the pain from the pill, Baby, I know mine, I know mine. There's no mystery, no, no mistake, As my silence needs to break, It was burning through from the inside, I've got to let it out, Before the fire burns from the inside out. Settling in for a longer ride, Feel the fire, taste an ash, My trip is on and on and on and on, My friend trips over the railroad tracks. Happy to see him, I found his new light, The joy and excitement, from a distance I see his light, I know mine, there's no shared illumination, I know mine. Maybe it's not so bad, If its all for one, one for all, Or just one for everyone, Was it feeling real after all?
