Midnight at a liquor store in texas
Closing time, another day is done
A boy walks in the door and points a pistol
He can't find a job, but lord he's found a gun
He pulls it off with no trace of confrontation
That he lets the old man run out in the street
Even though he knows they'll come with blazing
Already he can feel that great relief
Oh, how many travelers get wear-y
Bearing both their burdens and their scars?
Don't you think they'd love to start all over?
Fly like eagles out among the stars
He pictures the arrival of the cruisers
He sees that old familiar anger in their eyes
He knows that when they're shooting at this loser
They'll aim at the demons in their lives
Oh, how many travelers get wear-y
Bearing both their burdens and their scars?
Don't you think they'd love to start all over?
Fly like eagles out among the stars
Evening news it carries all the details
He dies in every living room in town
In his own a bottle's thrown in anger
And his father cries we'll never live this down
Oh how many travelers get wear-y
Bearing both their burdens and then their scars?
Don't you think they'd love to start all over?
And fly like eagles out among the stars
Oh how many travelers get wear-y
Bearing both their burdens and their scars?
Don't you think they'd love to start all over?
And fly like eagles out among the stars
Composição: Adam Mitchell