Waiting up in downtown   Staring down that train   Fixing for the 6:15 to pick him up again   One more time   Down that track   To see if he can can make it back   One more time for him to find peace of mind      S'like a roman candle in the sky   There's nothing better than the high   When you go and leave it all behind   And get back out on the road again      The other day i listened to a dear good friend of mine   Depict how he seemed to be lost in his own mind   Said, "My world is getting smaller   and the walls are closing in."   I said, "Don't worry man,   It's somewhere we've all been."      S'like a roman candle in the sky   There's nothing better than the high   When you go and leave it all behind   And get back out on the road again      The world starts getting hazy   From breathing plastic lies   But they might help to make it easy on the eyes   And if she might pass you by   You will find higher lows   But don't worry man   That's just how it goes      S'like a roman candle in the sky   There's nothing better than the high   When you go and leave it all behind   And get back out on the road again