Well I rode a while, for a mile or so
Down the road to the 18th Avenue
And the people I saw were the people I know
And they all came down to take a view
Oh the path was dark and borderless
Down the road to the 18th Avenue
And it stung my tongue to repeat the words
That I used to use only yesterday
Meanings just dropped to the ground
I tried to remember what I thought
And what I used to say
“Don’t let me go down, no don’t let me go!”

Oh my hands were tied as I struggled inside
The empty waste of another day
Memories were blank to my eyes
The fire and the glory of that night
Seemed safely locked away
Too hungry to rise; oh, too hungry to

Well I rode a while, for a mile or so
Down the road to the 18th Avenue
And the people I saw were the people I know
And they all came down to take a view
Oh the path was dark and borderless
Down the road to the 18th Avenue
But my head felt better as I turned the car
And the airport slowly came in view
‘One mile’ – said the sign
Checked my bags and made it straight to end gate 22
Made it just in time – boy you’ve made it just in time!