[Verse 1: Slug]

It was a purple-purple sky and an orange-orange moon

And everyone was whistling the same damn tune

Except Brian, Brian staired out across the field

And watch the horizon blossom to cop a field

Over the edge of the world

The one they're all afraid to walk

Ration out the why they're so high on the small talk

But Brian knows where the crows all go

To find the if's, and the and's and the but's and also's



[Chorus:]

If I could run through the woods, and speed like the light

I'd find the answers to why, and be back by tonight

If I could fly through the fog and look at this rock

I'd figure out how to keep Hell off of my block

But as it stands, I stay content

Tryin' to be the magic man, and pay my rent

Wishing that Brian would turn me on to the secrets he sought

While we keep burning the dawn, just to keep the day hot 



[Verse 2: Slug]

If I could ask you one question, I'd ask where you went

You could teach me a lesson every time I got bent

But the alcohol don't make me forget about it all

Doesn't matter the season the leaves can still fall

They slipped hidden messages within the cards that were dealt

I understand myself and all of the sorrow I felt

For as simple as I'am how'd it get so complex

Got me studying the margins and disregarding the text

I open the curtins and listen to the traffic go

But I still get nervous each time my peace passes go

The residue is thick and the memory fails

I still laugh cuz the path feels a lot like a trail



[Chorus:]

If I could run through the woods, and speed like the light

I'd find the answers to why, and be back by tonight

If I could fly through the fog and look at this rock

I'd figure out how to keep Hell off of my block

But as it stands, I stay content

Tryin' to be the magic man, and pay my rent

Wishing that Brian would turn me on to the secrets he sought

While we keep burning the dawn, just to keep the day hot 



[Verse 3: Slug]

We used to be a couple of pimps walking the hallways with pride

Drunk or sober, life was nothing short of rollercoaster rides

Trip to the clubs, now the skull to the rhythm

All we wanted out of life was what was given

And when you passed I wanted to take back the time we wasted

I'd trade all the buzzes in for one more conversation

We can sit in the shade and discuss the meaning of sacred

Cause I can't see the garden no more, just the avens

But the wind still blows and the plains still grow

And I wish your name was on the guest list at my shows

I got to beleive you can see me run up on my freedom

Cause you got to meet up with the son before you got to meet my son



[Bridge x2:]

And when I see lightning, feels like my buzz is heightning

Everytime I feel the sun, I can smell the love

And when I smell the air I can hear a child trying

But everytime I hear a river I think the mother is crying