Turn the Pages

Aching joy,
Breaking fever
Run through my head tonight.
Got a boy he’s a true believer.
Ask him to be inside.
Where are all these people coming from?
Where do all these accidents belong?
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
Sometimes I have got some days of traveling around.
Sometimes I have got these days of traveling far behind.
Where are all these people coming from?
Where do all these accidents belong?
Why is all this happening to me?
Is this joy as good as it can be?
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
Know the book.
Know the story.
Felt this joy.
Felt that glory.
Saw myself like no other man.
Can i turn the pages like the old man can?
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know