North Carolina has been kicking in my teeth, and we're finding no one cares about a band they've never heard of. But I had these dreams that every show would be just like back home, and every time that I asked for a witness I'd hear, "Amen!"
Well I love the open road, but right now I'm missing home.
So bury me, six feet deep, beneath the trees, with all my Great Lakes memories. This is where I want to be. I have seen canyons deep; I've climbed the Rockies and I've felt the ocean breeze. But this is where I want to be it's good enough for me.
I've been dreaming of times: bonfires in my parents' backyard, and those winter nights spent in my house that had no heat. But I've got a rogue soul and a runaway heartbeat, and I won't go home 'til all my dreams come true.