we rode along with shattered hoovesnand we beat the path of the vinyl groovesnand in between the decibelsnI swear I saw you therennI threw caution into the windnit's best to stop before I beginnto wonder how I ever feltncompelled to separate me from myselfnappropriate themes of disconnectionnthe written word bares no reflectionnI'm just an actor running linesnsome character that someone else designednnI'm out there in the wilderness behindnthe house that I have lived in for a long time