We were the last ones to be found;
But we held our head up;
We never knew that we were bound;
By the rope that kept us still;
But all the while we made our sound;
It's the only thing we've known;
And all the while we made our sound.
I'll see you on the road again;
I'll see you when it's time to make amends;
I'll see you on the road again.
Beneath your struggle you found a home for me;
You kept your word but we're on our own;
Your story held me and I'd do it all again;
The World can see how I've grown.
A broken heart and tainted soul;
But a mind worth taking;
My revolutions lost it's goal;
If there's no-one at my side;
But you believed and held your ground;
And it's me you're saving;
And all the while we made our sound.
I'll see you on the road again;
I'll see you when it's time to make amends;
I'll see you on the road again.
Beneath your struggle you found a home for me;
You kept your word but we're on our own;
Your story held me and I'd do it all again;
The World can see how I've grown.
So when your story's getting old;
You'll confide in someone;
That what you did will take it's toll;
On the life you meant to lead;
But all the while we'll make our sound;
It's the only thing we've known;
Always the last one to be found.
I'll see you on the road again;
I'll see you when it's time to make amends;
I'll see you on the road again.
Beneath your struggle you found a home for me;
You kept your word but we're on our own;
Your story held me and I'd do it all again;
The World can see how I've grown.