well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs he was calling to me at the time and i knew even then i could die for the thoughts that i kept in the back of my mind but i dared not to speak how i felt for my dad cause there were no words to define the ball of confusion of feelings and junk that i kept in the back of my mind so i took to the highway and i kept to myself just a lookin and hopin to find some solutions some answers someway to exist with this stuff in the back of my mind so i took me a job and i took me a wife and i took me a bottle of wine and it did not take long til all i had left was this stuff in the back of my mind well the end of the tunnel just never came up til i came to the end of the line and i saw that the light i d been hoping to see was just a spark in the back of my mind and the cold wind that blew through the hole in my heart made a fire for the very first time from some branches of trust and a kindling of faith and that spark in the back of my mind drivin like rain or a runaway train flyin blind shot from the dark in the back of my mind