I'll cast a thousand votes and write a thousand books and thoughts of minenStill won't be heardnYou can create the priceless art that seldom ever see or hearnAnd many will never carenSave mennUntil the daylight breaksnBack and forth, I don't care what comes tomorrownOne more dissolving set of memoriesnToo bad it's everything I amnnTraveled well the shores of Teton Lake and the distant island drivesnThe excitement in each step to the wooden bench on the hillsidenA canvas built of fun, with a motif angry/strongnJust a single worn-out thread that too many things are hanging onnI'm hanging on, and not for longnnUntil the daylight breaksnBack and forth, I don't care what comes tomorrownOne more dissolving set of memoriesnToo bad it's everything I amnnFriendships with missteps long forgotten or out of sightnWanted is one more chance to go back to those nightsnThere's no way to fake out the outcomenHung up or leaving our vices out to dry tonightnnShow me the way outnShow me the way in somehownShow me the way outnShow me the way inside tonightnTonight