Open roads, broken rope
Sign me up, give me will
To keep the hounds from sitting still
Any longer
Red skies at night, the morning's white
The sky is blue, the sky is green
The fire?s like the gasoline
And you are like the smoke
You're always leaving
But you're never gone
You're everywhere at once
Like a true phenomenon
So take me down your old back roads
And show me where you go
That God may help me know it
When I see it
I could use a job but I ain't for hire
You ask and you receive
Or you learn to make believe
The fire?s like the gasoline
And you are like the smoke
You're always leaving
But you're never gone
You're everywhere at once
Like a true phenomenon