Preoccupation

What is on the way That I think But I can't explain it Somehow Somewhere down What is on the way That I think But I can't explain it Somehow Somewhere down What is gone? Only people and time Standin' tall Covered cities and signs Well I've wandered the westside And I've captured your open road But this feelin' of preoccupation Makes life whole Makes life whole 1, 2, 3, 4 What is on the way That I think But I can't explain it Somehow Somewhere down What is on thе way That I think But I can't explain it Somehow Somewhеre down But this is all Only people and time Paint is gone Only rivets and vines Well I've wandered the westside And I've laughed at your broken roads But this feelin' of preoccupation Makes life whole Makes life whole 1, 2, 3, 4