The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive.
Tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
In the end, it ain’t about the money, it’s all about the freedom.
You can change your mind, but you can’t change your heart.
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack, I went out for a ride and I never went back.
We learned more from a three-minute record, baby, than we ever learned in school.
It’s a town full of losers, I’m pulling out of here to win.
Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true, or is it something worse?
I’m sick of sitting ’round here trying to write this book.
It’s a town full of losers, but we’re pulling out of here to win.
The working life ain’t for me, I need something more.
Today, I’m gonna keep on walking, gonna walk straight into the fire.
Out on the street, the summer sun’s shining but the railyard’s still dark.
I’m just a prisoner of the white lines on the freeway.
We’ll keep pushing ’til it’s understood, and these badlands start treating us good.
You’re born with nothing and better off that way.
This train carries saints and sinners. This train carries losers and winners.
Well, everybody’s got a hungry heart. Everybody’s got a love that tears them apart.
You’re scared and you’re thinking that maybe we ain’t that young anymore.
I want to know if love is wild. Babe, I want to know if love is real.
I’m just living in a world of ghosts and things that happened in the past.
I’m working sixteen hours and what do I get? Another day older and deeper in debt.
It’s a sad man, my friend, who’s living in his own skin and can’t stand the company.
Talk about a dream. Try to make it real.
It ain’t no secret, I didn’t get these scars from falling off the stage.
I don’t stand on elegy. I’m alive, and I don’t need a witness to know that I survived.
You’ve got to learn to live with what you can’t rise above.
Trust the arrow of time, it points you where you need to go.
If I could make just one moment real, that’s all I’d ever need.
Don’t you know that they’re just ghosts and spirits at your door?
I know I’ve died for you, baby, but I’m not dying anymore.
I’m bruised and battered, but I’m still working on the promise.
Yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead, but tomorrow is a promise that you’ll never keep.
There’s a darkness in this town that’s got us too blind to see.
Remember all the movies, Terry, we’d go see? Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be.
When it comes to luck, you make your own.
Seems like you’re who everyone else wants you to be.
This town rips the bones from your back, it’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap.
Somebody’s out there, somebody’s calling your name.
There’s a place where the river’s deep and wide, and you’ll never leave, no matter how hard you try.
You can’t start a fire without a spark.
You were born to run, and baby, you were born to win.
I ain’t here on business, baby, I’m only here for fun.
I’ve got dreams, boy, they’re comin’ true.
In the end, it’s the love you make that matters most.
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