Lord I miss the highway, running against the wind
Blessed are the stoned, and all the places they've been
Shadow of a man at home, beating a dead horse
Home too long, cross to bearMethods of the past mold the future
You can't fall short as you get older
Being run around is being trapped
Seized up, keptWear the chains you forged in life
Link by link by link
Wear the chains you forged in life
Link by link by linkI've been sober thirteen days and seven nights
I know next time I'll get it right
You tried to make me stay, I said, "No way"
Grabbed my bag and hit the highwayEchoes in the dark, new faces bring the sun
Comfort and disturbed, always think the worst
You live and die by your own decisions
You live and die by your own religionBeing run around is being trapped
Seized up, keptWear the chains you forged in life
Link by link by link
Wear the chains you forged in life
Link by link by linkI've been sober thirteen days and seven nights
I know next time I'll get it right
You tried to make me stay, I said, "No way"
Grabbed my bag and hit the highwayI've been sober thirteen days and seven nights
I know next time I'll get it right
You tried to make me stay, I said, "No way"
Grabbed my bag and hit the highwaySobriety suits you so well, it suits you so well
It suits you so well, it suits you so well
It suits you so well, so wellSuits you so well, suits you so well
Suits you so well, suits you so well
Suits you so well, suits you so well