The Long Haul

And I never hit the Spring so hard

A new born song on an old guitar

And I know what it means to be alive

She drives me crazy in all kinds of ways

Love kicked my head and took down my name

What happened

Here she comes

There we go

I feel so light and I move like a bird

Hard as a rose sharp as a word

I'm happy

Here she comes

There we go

When I die

Where I go I don't know

Through the sky maybe down low

Whichever is for real