Roll On

We just missed the train from that moment of fear

So many roll on while I'm standing right here

Just feeling it pass with its pestilent roar

The only sweet freedom I've come to adore

I'm a sinner, a saint, I can never decide

All I can do is roll on til the end of my life

All I can do is go on just riding the tide

And hoping that soon it will rise

So we're flooring it north and the thunder does shout

To Boulder or Chicago or wherever the hell we can get out