Story Behind the Song
About touring in a van for a long time.
Lyrics
A little life left in spring, steadfast killing gas, I'm crawling up a northern road. A little life left in time, steadfast on my ass, it's time that let's us go, let's just go. When I was younger I used to crawl, which became a walk into a steady pace. Now I'm standing strong, now I'm where I belong. Where is my guitar case, Dave? I never thought and I never believed I'd crawling just to walk on the other knee. And don't lose yourself, tomorrow's another brand new day.
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