Running down around the towns along the shorenWhen I was sixteen and on my ownnNo, I couldn't tell you what the hell those brakes were fornI was just trying to hear my songnnJimmy found his own sweet sound and won that free guitarnWe'd all get in the van and playnLife became the paradox, the bear, the rouge et noirnAnd the stretch of road running to l.a.nnPages turningnPages we were years from learningnStraight into the night our hearts were flungnBetter bring your own redemption when you comenTo the barricades of heaven where I'm fromnnAll the world was shining from those hillsnThe stars above and the lights belownAmong those there to test their fortunes and their willsnI lost track of the score long agonnPages turningnPages we were years from learningnStraight into the night our hearts were flungnBetter bring your own redemption when you comenTo the barricades of heaven where I'm fromnnChildhood comes for me at nightnVoices of my friendsnYour face bathing me in lightnHope that never endsnnPages turningnPages torn and pages burningnFaded pages, open in the sunnBetter bring your own redemption when you comenTo the barricades of heaven where I'm from.nBetter bring your own redemption when you comenTo the barricades of heaven where I'm from.