And I don't know my way back home
My motorcycle's full of holes
And I can't find my way back in
I'm hungry and my shadow's thin
The road of anyone can change
I know that we won't meet again
The key was in the open lock
You'd see through any blanket fog
There's places is on the seabound roll
But I can't even find the boat
I don't know the way back home
My motorcycle's full of holes
Full of holes
Full of holes
And someone turned the lights way down
