When the Hit Began

There’s an old log wall on the edge of town

That countless times I’ve walked around

And etched in wood on the other side

Are thoughts of souls who’ve come to hide

The few who’ve gathered here now move on

Take their fortunes to another sun

And try

Try to remember when the hit began

You try

Try to remember when the hit began

A crooked branch in the tallest tree

A mountain bike by a running stream

I reach right down and I beg my soul

To ease the pain and self-control

The restless energy burns my hands

Leave your lover take another chance

And try

Try to remember when the hit began

You try

Try to remember when the hit began

The same old energy burns my hands

Leave your lover take another chance

And try

Try to remember when the hit began

You try

Try to remember when the hit began

You try

Try to remember when the hit began

You try

Try to remember when the hit began