Departure (Rome Soundcheck)

Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26-hour trip.
Salt Lake City, come in spring
Over the salt flats a hailstorm brought you back to me.
Salt Lake City, come in spring.
Over the salt flats a hailstorm brought you back to me.

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes.

Departure, Godspeed, bless his heart, good lord.
What a fuck-up, what a fighter.
A free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider, hung on a line like a poisonous spider.
Win a eulogy from William Greider, car crash, ptomaine, disposable lighter,
A bus plunge, avalanche, a vinegar cider.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider.

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes. Back, back.

Go, go, go, go, yeah.
Go, go, go, go, yeah.
Go, go, go, yeah.

Well, everybody is young forever.
There's so much to tell you, so little time.
I've come a long way since the whatever.
Shit, I still see that word, I think of you.
There is so much that I can't do, yeah.
You will be young forever.
There's so much that I can't do.
There is so much that I can't do.

Here it comes (I'm carried away).
Here it comes (I'm carried away).
Here it comes, back, back.
Here it come (I'm carried away).
Here it comes (I'm carried away).
Here it comes, back, back.