lonely spirit warrior

<sub>on the boulevard
with a new pair of shoes
i was afraid of America
i was afraid to lose

i knew what its like
to have nothin at all
someone stole my bike
shoulda locked it up

from some punk around the corner
some hood rat thats on the beat
im a lonely spirit warrior
like the whole worlds after me

on the train tracks
i went to clear my mind
it takes me back
to when we werent afraid to die

i knew what its like
to risk it all
for a taste of freedom
coming just before a fall

hazy nights in the French Quarter
blazing days in New Mexican sun
im a lonely spirit warrior
but my war is almost done

on the boulevard
God knows life was hard
they snuffed out every star

on the country road
riding in the flatbed truck
times been movin slow
since so quickly we grew up

i knew what its like
to think on what is gone
all the roads i rode down
i made them my home

from Kansas City up to Portland
walked so long i broke my shoes
im a lonely spirit warrior
on my way to you

on the boulevard
God knows life was hard
they snuffed out every star

on the boulevard
God knows life was hard
they murdered every star</sub>