作曲 : Goodrich, Mulvey
light a fire 
 burn up all you know 
 you've had 
 so much time just to 
 let things go 
 now you're 
 burning letters out 
 in the snow 
 in your backyard 
 
 years go rolling 
 you're thirty three 
 It's time 
 for the cross 
 or the bodhi tree 
 but you'd 
 like to cry when you 
 skin your knee 
 man's it's hard 
 
 and it's the same old friends on new years eve 
 the same snow falls on the same old leaves 
 and there's the same old joy and the same old hurt 
 same old corduroy shirt 
 
 old storm windows, 
 the broke-tail squirrel 
 and the 
 grocery lists and the 
 skateboard girls 
 and your 
 rusty brain cells give you a twirl 
 Oh no 
 
 kitchen radio, 
 coffee's on 
 oh you'd 
 like a month just to lean up on 
 but this 
 open road wants to 
 get you gone 
 off you go 
 
 and it's the same old jar of car keys by the door 
 the same old scuffed up floor 
 the same old thirst for more until the put you in the dirt 
 
 It's the same old nights alone 
 the same old "Baby when you coming home?" 
 to feel the same old joy, oh the same old hurt 
 same old corduroy shirt 
 same old corduroy shirt