No Rest
(专辑: Love Hope Faith - 2017)
You hear a
song and it's not like any song you've ever heard before Think, "What is this, who is that?" and you bust it down to the
record store And you buy the
album of this song, take it home and listen to it all night long Until the
morning, a
dream is born and You wake up on a
mission to buy that beat up Gibson hanging in the
shop Cutting yards, selling baseball cards, whatever it takes till you drop A
handful of crumpled up dollar bills on the
counter And you play that thing until your fingers bleed where the
strings cut ya But you can't put it down Ain't no rest for the
rock stars Ain't no sleep for the
kids with guitars You can kill the
lights and the
amplifiers But dreams don't care if you're tired Ain't no turning off the
warning 'Cause we are high on and we're haunted By the
music in our bloodshot hearts There ain't no rest, no rest for the
rock stars You see that open mic night advertised on the
marquee down the
road You show up, sign up with a
lump in your throat and a
song you just wrote Throwing up in the
bathroom stall, thinking hard about backing out But they call your name and it's way too late for stage fright now Hands shaking, so is your voice, fumbling through the
chord changes But about half way through the
song fear starts to feel like famous And you taste that rush, that "born to do this" buzz And you try to shut your eyes after the
show in your bed but The
adrenaline won't let you 'cause Ain't no rest for the
rock stars Ain't no sleep for the
kids with guitars You can kill the
lights and the
amplifiers But dreams don't care if you're tired Ain't no turning off the
warning 'Cause we are high on and we're haunted By the
music in our bloodshot hearts There ain't no rest, no rest for the
rock stars And it never changes, whether you're playing sold-out arenas Listening to whole crowd singing every single word back at you, or you're Strumming along way past your bedtime dark You trying to stretch your fingers far enough to play the
first chord From the
little people staring on at a
poster on the
ceiling To the
Rolling Stones on it, yeah, they both know the
feeling The
hunger, the
fire, the
do or the
die, or the
platinum handcuffs The
curse, the
cure, the
love Ain't no rest for the
rock stars Ain't no sleep for the
kids with guitars You can kill the
lights and the
amplifiers But dreams don't care if you're tired Ain't no turning off the
warning 'Cause we are high on and we're haunted By the
music in our bloodshot hearts There ain't no rest, no rest for the
rock stars