Old Neighborhood

You can give until your arms are falling off
You can break out through the window in the loft
You can bite through a pencil till your body fills with lead
There’s a hundred ways to die before you’re dead
I met him at a bar outside of Reno
He was looking in the mood to raise some hell
If the rush was loud enough, it’d quiet the pain
We was different but we was exactly the same
And there’s no such thing as trouble when you’ve stared it in the eye
No one’s gonna touch me if they could
And it’s all good
And it’s all good
At the dead end street of my old neighborhood
You can’t catch a break or get a hit
We’re too young to deal with this shit
I’m not my father’s forty cause at forty he was gone
I guess we’ll have to up and deal with it
When there’s no silver lining how do you make it through the day
I don’t know how, I’d tell you if I could
And it’s all good
And it’s all good
At the dead end street of my old neighborhood
Remember when we drove to Minnesota
I can’t believe we made it in one piece
We’d fight like an old couple and we’d party like teens
Life exists in moments in between
And there’s no such thing as trouble cause I felt it in my soul
There’s a runaway train racing through the woods
And it’s all good
Yeah, it’s all good
Yeah, and it’s all good
At the dead end street of my old neighborhood