Long Shot

(альбом: All Fired Up - 2013)

Smell of freedom, taste of dust
City of gold or bust
Said my goodbyes
Ain't going back now

Such a strange and scenic route
To trying on that big town suit
There comes a time
For stepping out

Oh, I'm taking that long shot
Maybe scratch this itch I've got
You never know
Oh, kick the pedal down all the way
Ain't waiting on someday
Here I go

Took a ride through the heart of the beast
Dark detours, sparkling streets
I saw the light
Then I saw it scatter

Fortune's smile is a fickle thing
King to pauper, pauper to King
But I'm still here
And that's all that matters

Hear the sound of that tail-wind blow
New day pulling me down the road
Playing my life on the radio

I heard about dreams scraping the sky
Sweet angels singing all night for a song
That's where I belong