I left the city
Out of this town
Went for the back road this time around
Maybe the dark leaves hang overhead
I know that we're strangers last time we met
It's everyone out for themselves
I trust everything that you said
I know everything has an end
So I see all my family and friends
Only the west knows heaven allows
Freedom of our minds
Catch and forget
Bleeding from our souls, knowing the rest
Maybe the backroads next time we meet
Everyone out for themselves
Do you know where this story ends
Can you guess where I'll end up
Even then I'll have to forget
Can you imagine life without love
Freedom, of conscious
Open for grace
Trust in the last time back of your car
Hands in your pockets you're going far
Everyone out for themselves
Do you know where this story ends
I know everything has an end
So I see all my family and friends
