The Son Will Rise

When I was a young man, sittin' by the campfire smoke

Hangin' with pickers, tall tale spinners leanin' on every note

And when the music hit me, it breathed a new life in

You're my saving grace

Darkness about you, the sound takes it away

Runnin' through the mid-years and an endless string of shows

Honing the skills of rock and roll thrills, waitin' for the crowd to explode

And when the lights they hit me, somethin' rages from within

You're my saving grace

Darkness about you, the sound takes it away

Cut me down to the bone, bleed out the black tar from within

You can't change this part of me, I won't be a martyr for your love

It's not time to let it go

It's not time

It's not time