Does This Stretch On Forever?


I don't remember what she said to me
When I left my home at twenty-three
It doesn't matter much any more
Now that I'm somewhere I've never been before

On the road, just a couple of days
Livin' up North, hardly out of the way
I've got nothing new to say
Things are the same but everything has changed

To tell you the truth, I'm always alone
Even with good friends, family, lovers, and ghosts
I don't have the same demons anymore
They changed their names, dyed their hair -
and raised their credit scores

All this talkin' 'bout having a soul
Is that something that I'd ever want to own?
A weight so great for thine hands to hold
Collect my bones to pave my own eternal road

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