Always on the Road
Feels like nothing can take away this blues
It seems hard to find a cure
Shambling and rambling catching glimpses of the deuce
Through the mist on the moor
Days go by as I horse around
Running out of speed
I am a snail
On an overrun trail
Hanging in a broken, hanging in a broken reed
I'm always on the road
I never look back
Yeah I'm a rolling stone and I'm
Always on the road
I can't find my way
I move but ain't moving
I don't bet, yet I'm loosing
I'm always on the road
There are days that I feel better
There are days that I feel worse
But when I try to pull together
I end up seeking comfort in my thirst
There's one thing that makes me relaxe
It's the deep sound of the sea
But now I'm left with pretending
It's the rumbling, it's the rumbling
from the street
Writer/s: Steinar Raknes
