Young man you know, despite your best intentions
You can't control, the risk that comes with growing old - Old
You're striking out to claim your independence
You'll pay te toll, if you have a pretentious soul - Soul

And in the moment, whe the dust is spun
You'll have time for contemplation underneath the desert sun
And there is no destination but, the jorney you are on
On the road
On the road you will find yourself getting lost being someone else
But you know you will find yourself on the road

Take my advice it is for your protection
The modern world is full of misdirection
Oh
Young man make sure, make sure to pay attention
You are alone but, the serpent is always lurking close
He will take your soul