Lowlands

Jerry Garcia on the radio
Joshua Tree out the rear window
American boys, moonbeams, and the row
Searching for meaning in the stars
Me and Davey ain't drank whiskey in a while
Never took much to make him smile
Cept that time he was suicidal
We don't bring it up too much
Why do we always need
Something to believe
Why do we insist on finding answers
Up our sleeves
In the lowlands
I lost my sense of self
In the highlands
I lost my sense of self
Davey's got scars
Right on his heart
Some battles are won
Other just fought
We can laugh about it
Over o'douls and pot
Only have one life to live
Why do we always need
Something to believe
Why do we insist on finding answers
Up our sleeves
In the lowlands
I lost my sense of self
In the highlands
I lost my sense of self
Memory of whisky
And the desert night heat
We keep rolling and singing
A song so sweet
Sometime sadness
Keeps us on beat
And there ain't nothing like friends
In a time of need
Why do we always need
Something to believe
Why do we insist on finding answers
Up our sleeves
In the lowlands
I lost my sense of self
In the highlands
I lost my sense of self
Why do we always need
Something to believe
Sometimes the answer is
Right up our sleeves
In the lowlands
I lost my sense of self
In the highlands
I found something else