Oh, if my life rode on a ship
I'd chase down some hurricanes
We'd have stories once
Those howling winds had passed
And if I wanted my whole life
To be laid out in black and white
I'd have turned my weathered sails
Some time ago
But I stayed steady on that stream
With river rocks and gasoline
Bumping curbs on every turn
We would make
The friends we made and lovers past
Bail bond loans and Sunday Mass
They have opened up
A newer life to me
Well, what a shame, a crying shame
Nine to five, it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours
To your grave
And oh, good God don't rest my soul
And let myself fall to a fold
I'm still running and a racing
Wishing on a fallen star
And how much money meets your desire?
And how much heat can you take 'fore you feel the fire?
I don't think it's worth the pain
But who am I to say?
Because I feel like every other day I sing
Another sad song about living free
I lose another little piece of the puzzle
That got me here
Another roadhouse fight cast down by sin
Another blow out ten miles from town again
Another sold out night that makes it worth the fight
And the life I want to live
If I'd love the lord by
Sing loud 'til they turn out your very last light
When you're gone
What do you have but the song you sang?
And there ain't no one to kill me back
I can't change my ways once I felt like that
If I'd have won
In a life full of memories
What a shame, a crying shame
Nine to five it's all the same
But you won't take those wasted hours
To your grave
And as I watch my hour glass
Grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love
Your life, your task
And as I watch my hour glass
Grains of sand are like days of past
Brace the storm, this is your love
Your life, your task
