Searching For the Sun

Sittin' in the kitchen

Where the light pours in all over me

I drink a cup of coffee

To repair my gaze

In hopes that I just might

Find a way out tonight

It was almost 20 years ago

When I made my way to Idaho

Thought I'd find a better way to go

Just sat there looking at the snow

20 years ago

All my life, I've been searching for the sun

All my life, I've been trying not to run

So I headed south to Mexico

Thought I'd make a deal or two

Gambled with my very life

Running from the blades of knives

Alone, in the pale moonlight

A year goes by, or maybe more

I'm standing on the gulf's west shore

Louisiana screams at me

Tells me I'm a dirty whore, I know

That's the way things go

All my life, I've been searching for the Sun

All my life, I've been trying not to run

I'm leaning still on a front porch

In rusty Syracuse, New York

Where winter slams you in the face

Kicks you when you're down

Just like a corpse

Lying still in the morgue

So cacophony and love's charades

Billionaires and masquerades

Turnstiles and turncoat men

Guess I'll turn the page again and see

Where the world's gonna take me

All my life, I've been searching for the Sun

All my life, I've been trying not to run