Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs
He was calling to me at the time
And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts
that I kept in the back of my mind
But I dared not to speak, how I felt for my dad
'Cause there were no words to define
This ball of confusion and feelings and stuff
That I kept in the back of my mind
So I took to the highway and I kept to myself
Just a lookin' and hopin' to find
Some solutions, some answers, some way to exist
all this stuff in the back of my mind
So I took me a job, and I took me a man
And I took me a bottle of wine
But it did not take long, 'til all I had left
Was this junk in the back of my mind
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
Well the end of the tunnel it never came up
'Til I came to the end of the line
I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see
Was a spark in the back of my mind
And the cold wind that blew through the hole in my heart
Made a fire for the very first time
Of some branches of trust and a kindling of faith
And that spark in the back of my mind
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
Drivin' like rain on a runaway train
Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind
Shot from the dark in the back of my mind 3x then Fade