I go to put my arm around you and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds.

The country we carry in our hearts is waiting.

Now those memories come back to haunt me they haunt me like a curse.

Let's raise our glass and let the hammer fly, yeah, this is the long good-bye.

I come from a boardwalk town where almost everything is tinged with a bit of fraud. So am I.

My heart's dark, but it's rising. I'm pulling all the faith I can see.

The life of a rock & roll band will last as long as you can look down into the audience and see yourself.