Lost On Yer Merry Way - Grandaddy

Trouble with a capital T, «Tie him down» they said, but tired ain’t for me

Let this one fly

I wonder what they’ll make of me, when I’m good and gone in song,

in God’s country

Let this one fly

Off on a merry way

Often in a lotta days

Lost on yer merry way

Cause unrevealed and never known

And never known…

Trouble with people like me, tie 'em down and then they vanish instantly

Let this one fly

Its really no problem, you see, when the sky ignites and your days crash quietly

Let this one fly

Off on a merry way

Often a lotta days

Lost on yer merry way

Cause unrevealed and tucked away

On yer merry way

Often a lotta days

Lost on yer merry way

Cause unrevealed and never known

All that I’m asking tonight is that I make it back home alive

No explosions, no crashes, no fights, I wanna get back home… (back home…

back home…)

I wanna get back home… (back home… back home…)

I wanna get back home… (back home… back home…)

I wanna get back home… (back home… back home…)

Back home tonight