When The Dreams Run Dry

Can't hear myself think Through the crashin' of the rain I'm passin' judgment in the fast lane And smoothin' out a rough stone Guess it comes with age You start to wonder 'bout the time theft How much of it you've got left Comes in with the age now But when the dreams run dry I will be where I always was Standin' at your side Letting go of the reins (We're all gonna die) And when they're closin' up the door Nobody wishin' that they worked more (ha) Don't bother with your suitcase And we'll beat the birds Down to Acapulco Bay Or Honolulu on hearsay Running at our own pace And I'll be on your side When the dreams run dry When the dreams run dry I will be where I always was Standin' at your side Letting go of the reins Reach for the summit Of an ancient design On the verge of eternal On the heels of divine If you stumble and fall (if you stumble and fall) If the way can't be found (if the way can't be found) We'll just follow the moon, to the stars To the sun, to the ground And around, and around And around In the light, in the heat Through the folds and the bends And again, and again And again To the moon, to the stars To the sun, to the ground And around, and around And around In the light, in the heat Through the folds and the bends And again, and again And again And again