Westbound

Driving through nights on empty roads

Hoping the clubs promote our shows

Wasting days in endless naps

Finding new ways to fill the gaps

Another word game with the band

Another losing rummy hand

Another night slept in the van

I'm forced awake again in time to take the stage

And as my dream world fades another takes its place

I look into the crowd and see myself through stares

Back when I hoped someday I'd be the one up there

Reading to save our numbing minds

Meeting new friends we'll leave behind

Lay on the loft and trace the stars

Start the day in no ones arms

Another night without a sell

Another meal at Taco Bell

Another story I can tell