As I wake up alone
After years of playing musical homes
I am not really sure
'Cause it's all such a blur
But I think I'll be home in the fall
And as my friends live and breathe
It seems they're doing just fine without me
'Cause I walk like a ghost
Without what meant the most to me
Back before I had it all
And it's minutes to hours
And hours to days
It's cradles then taxes
Then caskets then graves
But you've got your own world to burn
Don't wait for me
And I was feeling alright
It's just me and Jack Daniel's tonight
And I appreciated his company the same
It reminded me of Tennessee
And it's minutes to hours
And hours to days
It's cradles then taxes
Then caskets then graves
On these city streets we can't stop for a while
We just live out our lives every mile after mile
But you've got your own world to burn
Don't wait for me
I'd fly to your arms if only I could move
And I'd find a way through the turbulent sky
Cause I know and you know there's nothing to prove
This distance ain't only in miles
So I guess this is the dream
But no one said it's be such a machine