My Way

(альбом: Thomason III, Pt. 2 - 2020)

I was out there in the open
Like a tumbleweed blowing
Flowing like a trickling stream
Just waiting on the rain
Couldn't get a dam to break
To get me rolling again
But a perfect storm
White lightning in the wind
A flood came rushing in

All that time wasted in a wasteland
Was it part of the plan
To make me the man I am?
Looking back, it all makes perfect sense
Sunshine outta misery
Yesterday's memories
I'm not saying we're all the same
But I had to get lost to find my way

Like a burned out set of matches
I was run down and ragged
Unravelling at the seams
Somewhere in the distance
Like a castaway, drifting
I found my kind of free

And all that time wasted in a wasteland
Was it part of the plan
To make me the man I am?
Looking back, it all makes perfect sense
Sunshine outta misery
Yesterday's memories
I'm not saying we're all the same
But I had to get lost to find my way

There's no regret in the long haul
Guess I had it right after all

'Cause all that time wasted in a wasteland
It was part of the plan
To make me the man I am
Looking back, it all makes perfect sense
Sunshine outta misery
Yesterday's memories
I'm not saying we're all the same
But I had to get lost to find my way

I'm not saying we're all the same
But I had to get lost to find my way