Lyric Lost

lost on the freeway again
lookin for means to an end
nobody know which way it s gonna bend
lost on the freeway again

walkin the breezeways again
lookin for something my friend
i ve grown tired of living nixon s mess
walkin the breezeways again

i know there ll come a day
when you say that you don t know me
i know there ll come a time
when there s nothing no one owes me anymore

locked in the attic again
out of the shallow and into the deep end
i ve got a wound i know will never mend
locked in the attic again