Bluesboy

I remember my imagination
I remember feelin' it racin'
Now I'm dazed, I just sit there tracin'
Spirals in the palm of my hand

Every day, I hear the call
It's got me searchin' for ya

I remember the fools of winter
And feelin' a bit thrown together
I'm gonna live like that forever
Locked somewhere inside your head

Every day, I hear the call
You got me searchin' for a profound nothin'

And when you look ahead
And the room appears to be without end
You can take me by the hand
Together, we'll stroll into nothin', my friend

Every day, I hear the call
You got me searchin' for a profound nothingness