You'll Find It

Stole the spirit from the night, hopped a train to Tuscon. 
To the valley of the light, Icharus a burnin' in me.
Racing towards the sun, but fairytales ain't nothing, 
to a bandit on the run. Phony friends still sleepin'...

While you roam, amidst that great unknown.
Just trust yourself. You'll find it on the way,
you're coming home.

I danced a tango in the dark, my lover there to guide me,
as I tried to jump a shark, lifted up by blindness.
Like a sculptor breaks the mold, Paris never seemed so close. 
I'm never getting old. Art sells higher when you're dead...

To rights, it's written in the skies,
its bleedin' on your sleeves, you'll find it out,
your cover's blown. 

I fled the shackles of my past, my broken heart still beating.
As I struggled to outlast, I've suffered worse defeats,  
when I was voted out the tribe, like none of this concerns me. 
Why should I have faith in life? Each coming day still burns me... 

Just let it pass, their ballots have been cast. 
The good guys lost. You'll find it every day, 
you're on your own. 

Picked this guitar in my mind, with no one there to teach me, 
and I found some words that rhymed, now no one here can reach me. 
Its a pumpkin carousel, that Mickey Mouse is driving, 
don't think I'll wake up by twelve, so what's the use in tryin'...

Its a shame, you always take the blame.
Forgive yourself. You'll find it on the way, 
you have grown. 

Bought a ticket from the night, hopped a plane to Portland. 
Not a raincloud left in sight, Henderson is smiling,
as I try to find the sun. But ever after is boring, 
to the long forgotten ones. Wake 'em up and show them... 

Seize the day, won't let it slip away. 
I'll find myself. You'll find it in your way,
you’re almost home. 

And you'll find it on your way, 
you'll find it in your way. 
Yes you'll find it on your way, 
and you'll find it on your way. 
Yes, you'll find it in your way,
and you'll find it on your way.
Yeah you'll find it on your way, 
you're not alone.