Let the lightning strike me down
I'm leaving my man and skipping this town,
I'd rather go out in a flash than drown
I'd rather walk lone than march in a crowd.

Here I come and here I go,
hear me rattle down the road,
ain't got no silver
ain't got no gold
but I got my youth and I got my code;

Onwards and Upwards; never plateau
nowhere to be and all-where to go,
I'm chasing the sun
and racing the snow.
Leave me be baby
let lie your woe.

Sleep and you'll dream,
I'll dream while you sleep,
I'll dream in the ocean
I'll dream in the street
I'll dream while the city can't rest it's head,
I'll dream of the day I've earned to be dead.

For the wicked don't rest
and the restful are tricky,
They want what I've got;
but what I've got I ain't givin'.

It's called freedom, high strung,
a quick trigger finger,
Lungs nice and young
and a refuse to linger.

I've got powder for guns,
and frustrations to light it,
a rocket for one
bad reasons ignite it.

Here I come here I go
while the night is still young,
and the air is still hot with the blood of the sun.
Not one silver or gold
to weigh down my steps,
I'm leaving this town
I'm placing my bets.

Call on my mind
and raise on my body,
I'm deaf and I'm blind
but far from done talking.

Because I'm still blessed with the ire yet fresh,
from my twenty-year-flesh.
Ain't no room to digest
and reach peace or rest.

I am war, I am leather,
I am risky endeavor.
I am servant and king,
I'm my own everything.

Hear me come, hear me go,
running down open road.
Call me fool, call me lame
call me dumb and insane,
Call me cheap, call me broke
call me lowly and choked,
Call me loud as you can
for already I'm gone, to wherever I ran,
And as loud as you scream,
You're destined to be, just an echo of me.

So leave me be baby
let lie your woe,
You can sleep while you dream
and I'll dream while I go.