From the recording Drifting Through the Corners
Lyrics
Well I keep a note I wrote
On a taxi receipt
Says don’t listen to anybody
Other than me
Well I hit the big time
For a nominal fee
But you lose a friend in the end
For each dream you see come true
I’ve got scars upon scrapes
Bruises on breaks
Masochistically committed to see
Just how much I’ll take
It’s been three years under water
And I ain’t even got the shakes
I’m going deeper
Well I’ve got dreams to remember
I’ve got days to forget
I’ve got phone calls into God
But he ain’t called back yet