(From the album 'Galveston')

Some people run, some people crawl
Some people don't even move at all

Some roads lead forward, some roads lead back
Some roads are bathed in light and some wrapped in black

Some people never get and some never give
Some people never die and some never live

Some folks treat me mean, some treat me kind
Most folks just go their way and don't pay me any mind

Time, oh, good, good time
Where did you go?
Time, oh, good, good time
Where did you go?

Sometimes I'm satisfied, sometimes I'm not
Sometimes my face is cold and sometimes it's hot

At sunset I laugh, at sunrise I cry
At midnight I'm between and I'm wondering why

Time, oh, good, good time
Where did you go?
Time, oh, good, good time
Where did you go