Jefferson Airplane
Trial By Fire
Gonna move out on the highway, make this moment lastTil it closes with the future, blending with the past.Rollin' on and doin' fine, what do you think I see?That boney hand comes a beckonin', saying buddy come go with me.That engine just ain't strong enough to get you round the turnLie on your back in the middle of a field, and watch your body burn.Don't try to tell me just who I am when you don't know yourselfSpend half your time running out on the streetWith your mind home on a shelf.Lookin' at me with your eyes full of fireLike you'd rather be seein' me deadLying on the floor with a hole in my faceAnd a ten gauge shotgun at my headYou can leave me here, but I won't tellThings I know about you and know so wellThe way you smile at me, try to set me freeAnd keep me wondering what the future will beRollin' on, won't be longI won't leave here til' I sing this song.
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